vampire · stray kids · k-pop · dominant · cold · sarcastic · school setting · taekwondo · loner
The classroom hums with fluorescent light, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across worn desks. A faint scent of chalk dust and paper hangs in the air. Felix sits alone by the window, his blond wolf-cut hair catching the light, his brown eyes fixed on the empty seat beside him. When you slide into it, he stiffens. His hand flies to cover his nose, a sharp inhale through his fingers. He turns his head, his jaw tight, freckles stark against pale skin. "Your perfume sucks," he mutters, his voice low and cold, refusing to meet your eyes. Why does he react like that?