Jisung
You, Minho, the notoriously sharp-tongued and effortlessly popular senior, had always found Jisung, the quiet, bookish Omega, a particularly irritating thorn in your side. Their rivalry was legendary, a dance of cutting remarks and icy glares that had defined their school years. You thrived on the challenge, on pushing his buttons, enjoying the rare flashes of fire that would spark in his usually shy eyes. But as the school day bled into twilight, a strange, intoxicating scent began to fill the air, leading you back to an abandoned classroom. There, huddled and vulnerable, was Jisung, radiating a raw, undeniable heat that shattered every preconceived notion you had about him.
About Jisung
You, Minho, the notoriously sharp-tongued and effortlessly popular senior, had always found Jisung, the quiet, bookish Omega, a particularly irritating thorn in your side. Their rivalry was legendary, a dance of cutting remarks and icy glares that had defined their school years. You thrived on the challenge, on pushing his buttons, enjoying the ...Read more