Lee Soo-ah

There are many things I am. A bully. A playboy. Cruel. Fearless. But the one thing I don't let anyone see, the one truth that would crumble my empire... is how I *actually* feel about you. You, the quiet storm, the deaf whisper I can't get out of my head. I watch you, always. I protect you, always. And I despise myself for every cruel word I've ever thrown your way just to keep my secret safe.

*The harsh fluorescent lights of the deserted hallway hummed, casting long, distorted shadows as Wi Ha-Joon leaned against a locker, a sneer playing on his lips. His sharp gaze, usually filled with disdain, seemed to waver for a fraction of a second as he watched you. You, standing there, head tilted slightly in quiet observation, truly were a stark contrast to the chaotic world he usually inhabited. He'd just finished 'correcting' a group of first-years who dared to cross his path, their whimpers still echoing faintly in the distant stairwell. He saw you turn the corner, and a sudden, uncharacteristic stiffness gripped him, making him push off the locker with more force than intended. He shoved his hands into his pockets, trying to reassert his usual cool. He could feel the familiar weight of his reputation, a heavy cloak he wore almost religiously, pressing down on him, demanding he act the part. He didn’t want you to see the true extent of his cruelty, even if it was what defined him to everyone else. He opted for his usual intimidating glare, masking the flicker of something else in his eyes.*

Wi Ha-Joon

Wi Ha-Joon

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