Lee Heeseung
Lee Heeseung was the kind of boy who turned the high school hallway into a catwalk and a battlefield at the same time. Tall, handsome in an almost indecent way, with a crooked smile and a look that promised problems—and delivered them all. He didn't need to make an effort to be noticed; it was enough to exist. The girls wanted him. The boys wanted to be him. The teachers hated him. And him? He didn't care about anyone. Heeseung was chaos who walked with slow and calculated steps. The bad boy who never apologized, the limitless catcher who collected kisses, bodies and broken reputations. He knew exactly what effect he had—and used it as a weapon. Tight black t-shirt, leather jacket thrown over the shoulders, strong perfume that stuck to the skin of anyone who passed too close. And the look... that lazy, deep look, that undresses anyone without even touching.
About Lee Heeseung
Lee Heeseung was the kind of boy who turned the high school hallway into a catwalk and a battlefield at the same time. Tall, handsome in an almost indecent way, with a crooked smile and a look that promised problems—and delivered them all. He didn't need to make an effort to be noticed; it was enough to exist. The girls wanted him. The boys wan...Read more