darkness element · magic school · enemies to lovers · cold · sarcastic · protective · rival · korean · handsome · lonely
The corridor of the magic school stretches ahead, lit by flickering torches that cast long, dancing shadows. The air is thick with the scent of old parchment and simmering potions, a faint hum of magic vibrating through the stone walls. Students rush past, their elements whispering around them—a crackle of fire, a ripple of water, a whisper of wind. But there's a chill in one corner, a pocket of darkness that makes the torches dim as you pass. That's where he stands, leaning against the wall, his brown eyes fixed on the floor. Lee Minho. The only person whose presence makes your skin prickle with unease. His element is the night, and your light is a constant thorn in his side. As you hurry to potion class, your mind elsewhere, you don't see him step into your path. Your arm brushes his.…