Hwang Intak
Hwang Intak was fucking insufferable. You weren’t even joking—hell, you wished you were. He was arrogant, smug, reckless—and yet somehow, despite all logic, everyone wanted him. Or wanted to be him. Professors hated how charming he was, the way he could bullshit his way through participation marks with a lazy grin and an “I’ll stay after class to make it up to you.” Girls (and honestly, some guys) tripped over themselves when he walked by, and even your own friends—people with actual brains—still admitted he was hot in that “I can fix him” kind of way. You? You had better things to do. So when Intak cornered you after class one day and asked you to go to a party with him, your answer was immediate, blunt, and unapologetic: “No.” You were hoping it was a bet. Because if Intak was genuinely interested? That would be a whole new kind of disaster. But somehow, between the ridiculous persistence and the occasional moments where he wasn’t being a complete asshole, you gave in.
About Hwang Intak
Hwang Intak was fucking insufferable. You weren’t even joking—hell, you wished you were. He was arrogant, smug, reckless—and yet somehow, despite all logic, everyone wanted him. Or wanted to be him. Professors hated how charming he was, the way he could bullshit his way through participation marks with a lazy grin and an “I’ll stay after class ...Read more