🧟♂️ALL OF US ARE DEAD (PART 1)🦠
❤️If they were your boyfriend/girlfriend❤️
Warnings: 18+ NSFW / SMUT, light angst, mentions of trauma/nightmares, toxic.
Characters (10): Lee Cheong-san, Nam On-jo, Lee Su-hyeok, Choi Nam-ra, Jang Wu-jin, Yang Dae-su, Oh Joon-yeong, Park Mi-jin, Jang Ha-ri, Lee Na-yeon
Next part: //!All Of Us Are Dead Part 2!//
~Lee Cheong-san as a Boyfriend~
The overprotective boy next door. [PERSONALITY]
Cheong-san is the type of boyfriend who loves deeply, intensely, and with fierce loyalty, even if he doesn't always know how to put it into pretty words. Naturally stubborn and a bit rough around the edges, in a relationship he becomes your safest haven, but also your most possessive protector. He has a powerful protective instinct that sometimes borders on obsession when it comes to your safety and well-being. He cannot tolerate other guys hanging around you—his gaze immediately darkens, and he won't hesitate to walk right up, wrap his arm tightly around your waist, and mark his territory. He is incredibly proud to call you his, and although he acts tough on the daily, his entire world revolves strictly around you.
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Toxic jealousy and silent treatments. [ANGST]
His biggest flaw in a relationship is his toxic jealousy and his struggle to control his temper when he feels threatened. When you two argue, Cheong-san can be hurtfully stubborn; he shuts down, avoids eye contact, and clenches his jaw tightly. The angst with him stems from his fear of abandonment—he can start a massive fight over a missed phone call or because you were laughing with a guy he dislikes. His possessiveness can get incredibly suffocating, and after a fight, he might ignore your texts for hours, stewing in his own anger, until he finally breaks and comes to your place, completely furious at himself for letting you cry.
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Soft touches and smug kisses. [FLUFF]
Underneath his tough exterior, he is a boy who turns completely soft at your touch. He thrives on physical affection—holding hands under the school desk, intertwining his fingers with yours inside his jacket pocket, or burying his face in your neck when you two are alone. When he's in a good mood, he loves to tease you, flashing a smug smile just to steal a quick, breathless kiss from your lips. He absolutely adores it when you run your fingers through his hair; he will close his eyes and completely relax, letting down his guard to show you a vulnerable side that literally nobody else gets to see.
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Stealing chickens and carrying backpacks. [RANDOM DAILY LIFE]
In everyday life, he makes sure you are always fed and safe. He regularly steals free fried chicken from his parents' restaurant just to bring it to school packed neatly for you. He will always walk you all the way to your front door, regardless of the weather or how exhausted he is—he won't leave until he sees you step inside safely and lock the door. He often carries your heavy backpack, muttering playful, sarcastic comments under his breath about how tiny you are. Your daily routine is a mix of trying to study together (where he spends more time distracting you than working) and late-night phone calls until one of you falls asleep.
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Ruthless control and marked territory. [SMUT]
In bed, Cheong-san completely strips away the sweet boy-next-door persona and morphs into a ruthless, dominant lover. His style is dirty, intense, and incredibly possessive—he craves absolute control over your body. He loves pinning your wrists flat against the mattress above your head, staring directly into your blown-out, hazy eyes as he takes what belongs to him. Sex with him is loud and desperate, as if he needs to prove to himself with every thrust that you are entirely his. He leaves a messy trail of dark, painful hickeys all over your neck, collarbones, and inner thighs so everyone at school knows who you belong to. He is highly demanding, feeding off your whimpers and your desperate begs for more, pushing his pace to a brutally fast, deep rhythm until both of you are completely spent.
~Nam On-jo as your Girlfriend~
The devoted heart and silent worrier. [PERSONALITY]
On-jo is the definition of a comforting partner, someone who anchors you when everything else feels chaotic. She is naturally warm, incredibly perceptive of your moods, and loves with a pure, selfless devotion. However, beneath her sweet exterior lies a girl who gets easily anxious about losing you. She might not pick fights, but she will quietly observe how you look at others, secretly craving to be the only person who holds your attention. She expressionless faces her jealousy by becoming extra clingy, subtly pressing her body against yours or holding your hand a little tighter whenever someone else tries to talk to you.
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The fear of being left behind. [ANGST]
Her biggest emotional trigger is insecurity and the terrifying fear of abandonment. When you two argue or if you grow distant, On-jo doesn't get loud; instead, she shuts down and overthinks until she cries. She breaks down over the thought that she isn't enough for you or that you’re getting bored of her. If she catches you being too friendly with someone else, she won't confront you directly, but she will give you the cold shoulder, letting her tears build up until she finally snaps and begs you to reassure her that you still love her. Her sadness is heavy and desperate, requiring a lot of holding and verbal comfort to fix.
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Warm sweaters and hidden smiles. [FLUFF]
She is an absolute angel when it comes to soft, domestic affection. On-jo loves stealing your oversized school sweaters and hoodies, burying her nose in the fabric because it smells exactly like you. She enjoys the quiet moments the most—resting her head on your chest while listening to your heartbeat, or tracing light patterns on your skin while you two watch a movie. She gets flustered easily when you compliment her unexpectedly, hiding her blushing face against your shoulder while letting out a soft, melodic giggle that she only shares when she feels completely safe in your arms.
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Emergency band aids and shared lunches. [RANDOM DAILY LIFE]
Her father’s training makes her incredibly practical, so she always has an emergency kit in her bag—carrying band-aids, painkillers, or snacks specifically for you. She makes it her personal mission to ensure you are taking care of yourself, often splitting her lunch with you or fixing your messy uniform collar before class starts. Walking home together after school is her favorite part of the day; she will swing your joined hands back and forth, talking excitedly about her day, and she will always stall at your doorstep just to sneak in a few extra minutes of your company.
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Overwhelming need and drink on pleasure. [SMUT]
In the bedroom, On-jo is full of a desperate, uninhibited hunger that completely contradicts her innocent daytime persona. She craves to feel completely overwhelmed by you, needing to be touched everywhere all at once to ease her anxieties. She loves being flipped onto her stomach, arching her back as you pull her hips tightly against yours, whining loudly whenever your friction hits her perfectly. On-jo is messy and loud—she will claw at your back, leaving long, red scratches, and sob out your name as she rides out her orgasms. Her style is dirty in its sheer raw intensity; she wants you to use her body, begging you to leave dark, ugly bite marks on her inner thighs and shoulders so she has a physical reminder of how hard you took her.
~Lee Su-hyeok as a Boyfriend~
The reformed bad boy and devoted protector. [PERSONALITY]
Su-hyeok is the type of boyfriend who carries himself with absolute confidence, but his entire demeanor softens the second you walk into the room. Because of his past as a delinquent, he knows exactly how cruel people can be, which makes him fiercely protective of you. He isn't afraid of confrontation; if anyone so much as looks at you the wrong way, his eyes turn icy, and his protective stance instantly shuts them down. He is incredibly proud to have you by his side, often wrapping his heavy arm around your shoulders in public, letting the whole school know that you are completely off-limits to anyone else.
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The weight of the past and silent guilt. [ANGST]
The angst with Su-hyeok comes from his deep-seated fear that his rough past or his bad reputation will somehow hurt you or ruin your life. When you two have a serious fight, he doesn’t get aggressive with you, but he gets incredibly frustrated with himself. He might punch a wall or storm off to cool down because he’s terrified of his own temper flaring up near you. If he thinks he caused you pain, the guilt eats him alive; he will distance himself, believing he’s not good enough for you.
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Gentle giants and school rooftop escapes. [FLUFF]
Despite his tough, athletic exterior, he is an absolute sucker for soft, romantic tropes when it comes to you. He loves stealing you away from boring classes, pulling you by the wrist up to the school rooftop just so he can lay his head in your lap while you look at the sky. Su-hyeok loves teasing you about your height difference, frequently leaning down to rest his chin on top of your head or trapping you against the school lockers just to watch you blush. His kisses on your forehead and nose are incredibly tender, showing a contrasting gentleness that he reserves solely for you.
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Uniform jackets and street fight chivalry. [RANDOM DAILY LIFE]
In daily life, he is your ultimate chivalrous knight in a school uniform. If it’s even slightly chilly, he will strip off his jacket and force you to wear it, smirk widening when he sees how big it looks on you. He makes sure to walk on the street-side of the sidewalk to keep you safe from traffic and always insists on carrying all your heavy books. Your daily routine involves him waiting for you outside your classroom after every single period, buying your favorite drinks from the vending machine, and walking you home while holding your hand tightly in his large palm.
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Aggressive hunger and absolute worship. [SMUT]
In bed, Su-hyeok is a force of nature—brutal, stamina-filled, and incredibly dirty. His delinquent side completely takes over, and he treats your body like his personal playground. He loves picking you up and slamming you against the nearest wall, forcing your legs to wrap around his waist while he drives into you with heavy, unrelenting thrusts. Su-hyeok thrives on rough, breathless friction; he will choke-hold you gently by the throat just to tilt your head back, watching your face as he takes you to the edge. He is extremely loud, groaning dirty praises into your ear and demanding that you look him in the eyes while you come. He leaves deep, purple bite marks and fingerprint bruises on your hips, marking you so violently that you’ll feel his touch for days after.
~Choi Nam-ra as a Girlfriend~
The ice queen's secret obsession. [PERSONALITY]
To the rest of the school, Nam-ra is a cold, unreachable model student who doesn’t care about anyone. But behind closed doors, she develops a quiet, intense obsession with you. Since she has never experienced real affection before, she doesn't know how to love "normally"—she loves with a suffocating, possessive grip. She is deeply territorial. She won't make a scene if someone flirts with you, but she will stare them down with an icy, murderous glare while silently memorizing their face. She needs to know where you are at all times, finding peace only when your attention is entirely consumed by her.
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The suffocating walls of perfection. [ANGST]
The angst with Nam-ra stems from her immense academic pressure and her emotional emotional detachment. When she gets overwhelmed by her strict expectations, she completely shuts down, pushing you away because she feels like a broken robot. During a fight, her words can be sharp, analytical, and unintentionally cruel, cutting you to the core. She will lock herself in her room for days, ignoring your calls while drowning in self-hatred. Her biggest fear is that her cold nature will eventually drive you away, making her break down into rare, silent tears when she realizes she hurt the only person who actually cared about her.
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Shared earphones and stolen glances. [FLUFF]
Underneath her unbothered facade, she is incredibly soft for you in the quietest ways. Her favorite thing is sitting next to you in the empty library, sharing a pair of earphones while listening to calm music. Nam-ra isn't big on public displays of affection, but she loves it when you gently fix her hair behind her ear or hold her hand under the desk where nobody can see. She has a very rare, genuine smile that she only shows when you manage to make her laugh, and she will hide her blushing face against your chest, listening to your heartbeat to calm her racing mind.
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Private tutoring and hidden notes. [RANDOM DAILY LIFE]
Her daily routine revolves around keeping you close under the excuse of "studying." She will demand to tutor you after school, pulling her chair unnecessarily close to yours just to feel your warmth. She leaves small, neatly written sticky notes in your textbooks—sometimes with study tips, but mostly telling you that she misses you. Nam-ra always buys two identical keychains or school accessories so you both match, silently marking you as hers. Walking home together, she will quietly loop her arm through yours, refusing to let go until you reach your door.
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Intensity behind closed doors. [SMUT]
When the bedroom door locks, Nam-ra’s perfect, composed persona completely shatters into pure, unfiltered depravity. She turns into a dominant, relentlessly demanding lover who craves total submission from your body. Her style is incredibly dirty and silent; she doesn't shout, but she whispers the most humiliating, possessive things into your ear while driving her fingers deep inside you or forcing you down onto your knees. Nam-ra loves using her authority, demanding that you look her in the eyes while she rides you hard, mocking how loud you moan for the class president. She will choke you just enough to see your eyes cloud over, taking pleasure in your desperate gasps for air and your begs for her to move faster. She leaves painful, purple teeth marks right on your collarbones and the insides of your thighs—deliberately making sure they are hard to hide under your school uniform, marking you brutally as her private property.
~Jang Wu-jin as a Boyfriend~
The insecure protector. [PERSONALITY]
Wu-jin is a mix of a sweet, slightly clumsy high schooler and a deeply possessive boyfriend. Because he constantly lives in the shadow of his talented older sister, Ha-ri, he has a lot of hidden insecurities. He is terrified of not being "good enough" or strong enough for you. To compensate, he becomes incredibly protective and territorial over you. He wants to be your ultimate hero, your protector, and the only man you rely on. If he sees another guy talking to you or making you laugh, his jaw clenches, his eyes darken, and he will immediately pull you against his chest, glaring at the threat until they back off.
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Inferiority complex and explosive tempers. [ANGST]
The angst with Wu-jin stems directly from his low self-esteem and his inability to handle his emotions when he feels inadequate. When you two argue, his insecurities flare up, making him think you're getting tired of him or looking for someone better. He can get loud and defensive, throwing petty tantrums or completely shutting you out to hide how hurt he is. He might ignore your texts for a whole day, drowning in his own dark thoughts and punching a pillow in frustration, only to break down later, terrified that his toxic behavior has finally pushed you away for good.
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Awkward blushes and soft whining. [FLUFF]
Despite trying so hard to look like a tough, mature man, Wu-jin is an absolute loser for your affection. He gets flustered incredibly easily; if you unexpectedly kiss his cheek or hold his hand in front of his friends, his entire face turns bright red, and he’ll stutter over his words. He loves when you praise him, literally glowing with pride when you tell him he did a good job. When you two are alone, he becomes a whiny clingy mess, burying his face in your lap and demanding that you stroke his hair while he complains about his day.
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Stealing Ha-ri's clothes and locker dates. [RANDOM DAILY LIFE]
In daily life, he is always trying to impress you. He will literally steal his sister's expensive athletic hoodies just so he can give them to you, smirking when they swallow your smaller frame. He makes sure to wait for you by your locker after every single class, leaning against it to look cool, though he usually ends up dropping his books or tripping over his own feet. Your daily routine consists of him walking you home every afternoon, deliberately taking the longest route possible just to spend more time holding your hand and making cheesy jokes.
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Possessive devotion and unspoken tension. [SMUT]
In moments of high intensity, Wu-jin’s protective nature takes a sharp, focused turn. He needs constant reassurance that the bond between you is unbreakable. When you are alone, the air between you feels heavy with everything he usually keeps hidden behind his high-schooler persona. He is the type to pull you into a sudden, deep embrace, pressing his forehead against yours as if trying to read your thoughts. His touch is firm and grounding; he often holds your waist or shoulders with a sense of urgency, as if he’s afraid you might vanish if he lets go. Every look and every touch is meant to remind you that he is yours and you are his, grounding his insecurities in the physical reality of your presence.
~Yang Dae-su as a Boyfriend~
The loud, giant and fierce protector. [PERSONALITY]
Dae-su is a big, loud, and incredibly passionate boyfriend who wears his heart on his sleeve. To the rest of the school, he’s the funny guy who loves to eat and sing, but when it comes to you, his protective instincts are terrifying. Because of his massive size and strength, he easily dominates any room he walks into. He is intensely possessive; he cannot stand it when other guys try to be smooth around you. The moment he sees a threat, he will march right over, tower over the guy with a dark, threatening look, and pull you flush against his broad chest, letting everyone know you are strictly his property.
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Fear of being a joke. [ANGST]
The angst with Dae-su comes from his deep-seated fear that people don't take him seriously, and that his loud nature might embarrass you. When you two get into a real fight, his temper can be explosive; he gets incredibly loud, booming voices echoing, though he would never, ever hurt you. If he thinks he’s pushing you away, he gets intensely frustrated with himself, storming off to punch lockers or eat his feelings in angry silence. He will ignore your texts out of pure stubbornness and shame, drowning in thoughts that you deserve someone more refined, until his desperate need for your warmth makes him come running back to beg for forgiveness.
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Bone crushing hugs. [FLUFF]
Despite his intimidating build, he is an absolute teddy bear when you two are alone. Dae-su loves giving you massive, bone-crushing bear hugs, literally lifting you off your feet and spinning you around while booming out a laugh. He loves to sing, and his absolute favorite thing is to write silly but incredibly sweet love songs just for you, serenading you in private until your face turns bright red. He gets easily flustered when you feed him or praise his singing, hiding his blushing face in the crook of your neck while whining about how much he loves you.
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Stealing snacks for you. [RANDOM DAILY LIFE]
Your daily life with him is never quiet and always full of food. Dae-su makes it his personal mission to ensure you are well-fed, constantly stealing extra snacks from the cafeteria or buying out the school vending machines just for you. He insists on walking you home every single day, making sure he walks on the dangerous side of the road, and he will literally carry you on his back if you complain even a little bit about your feet hurting. His large hand is always wrapped tightly around yours, refusing to let go even when his palms get sweaty.
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When you two are behind locked doors, Dae-su completely loses his sweet teddy-bear act and turns into a greedy, heavy animal that wants to devour you whole. He uses his massive, heavy frame to pin you down so completely that you can barely move under him, forcing you to take his immense weight. His style is dirty, sweaty, and brutally deep; he loves hiking your legs up onto his broad shoulders and driving into you with raw, unforgiving force that leaves you completely breathless and sobbing. Dae-su thrives on your helplessness—he will roughly slap your thighs apart whenever you try to close them and pull your hair back to force your mouth open for his wet, messy tongue. He is extremely loud, groaning filth into your ear about how tight you are and demanding that you scream his name so the whole house knows he’s ruining you. He leaves huge, dark purple bruises from his large hands all over your waist and behind your knees, marking you like a piece of meat that belongs strictly to him.
~Oh Joon-yeong as a Boyfriend~
The calculating mastermind of your attention. [PERSONALITY]
To everyone else, Joon-yeong is just the quiet, top-tier student with his head buried in textbooks. But when it comes to you, his brilliant mind shifts into a hyper-fixation on your entire life. He is a quietly terrifying boyfriend because he notices everything. He calculates every glance you give to other boys and remembers every name you mention. His possessiveness isn't loud; it’s systemic. He will subtly manipulate situations, schedules, and seating arrangements just to isolate you from potential rivals. Joon-yeong firmly believes that your mind, your time, and your body should belong solely to him, and he handles his territory with a cold, unyielding precision.
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The overthinking engine. [ANGST]
The angst with him stems from his habit of analyzing your relationship like a math problem he can't solve. When you two have a disagreement, he doesn't yell—he uses cold, sharp logic that tears your arguments apart, leaving you feeling emotionally drained. Afterwards, his mind twists into an overthinking spiral, convincing him that you are too emotionally volatile for him or that he is too stiff for you. He will give you a calculated silent treatment for days, deliberately ignoring your presence in class while staring at his desk, torturing both himself and you until his emotional dam breaks under the weight of his own anxiety.
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The hidden softness. [FLUFF]
Underneath his rigid facade, he becomes incredibly weak for your spontaneous affection. Joon-yeong gets easily flustered when you pull off his glasses just to look into his bare eyes, his cheeks immediately turning a deep crimson. He loves the quiet intimacy of sharing a desk, secretly sliding his hand over your thigh while pretending to read. If you rest your head on his shoulder, his entire body freezes in shock before he slowly relaxes, wrapping his arm tightly around your waist and burying his face in your hair, letting out a rare, content sigh that no one else will ever hear.
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The rigorous schedule. [RANDOM DAILY LIFE]
Your daily life is structured entirely around his need to keep you close. He makes it his personal mission to organize your notes, color-coding your binders and highlighting the parts he wants you to focus on during your private study dates. He will always wait for you outside your classroom, adjusting his glasses with a smug smile when he sees you walking towards him. He insists on walking you home, utilizing the most optimal routes to maximize your private time together, and he won't leave your doorstep until he has kissed you thoroughly enough to make your knees buckle.
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The moment the bedroom door locks, Joon-yeong’s polite student persona completely vanishes, replaced by a hyper-focused, perwersyjny dominant who treats your body like a puzzle he wants to break. He doesn't use brute strength; instead, he uses psychological and physical degradation to completely ruin you. He loves forcing you to strip for him while he stays fully clothed, sitting on the edge of the bed and adjusting his glasses while watching your body tremble. His style is agonizingly slow, dirty, and teasing—he will edge you for hours, slicking his fingers with your wetness and using them to plug your mouth whenever you cry out too loudly. Joon-yeong demands absolute obedience, forcing you to beg for every single touch, making you tell him exactly how desperate you are for his cock. When he finally drives into you, his thrusts are precise, hitting your g-spot with an unyielding, rhythmic friction that makes you squirt all over the sheets. He will pull you by your hair, forcing your face into the stained mattress while driving into you from behind, groaning dirty academic insults about how your perfect grades can't save you from being his private little whore.
~Park Mi-jin as a Girlfriend~
The foul-mouthed rebel. [PERSONALITY]
Mi-jin is the most chaotic, loud, and aggressively possessive girlfriend you could ever have. She walks around the school like she owns the place, with a cigarette hidden behind her ear and a permanent scowl on her face. Her love language is incredibly rough around the edges—she calls you stupid nicknames, shoves you playfully, and rolls her eyes at romantic stuff. But God help anyone who tries to mess with you. Her territorial instincts are animalistic. If she catches someone bothering you, she won’t just glare; she will step right into their face, unleash a storm of profanity, and look ready to throw hands just to make it clear that you are her person and nobody touches what’s hers.
(ノ｀⌒´)ノ┫：・┻┻(ノ｀⌒´)ノ┫：・┻┻(ノ｀⌒´)ノ┫：・┻┻(ノ｀⌒´
Angst with Mi-jin doesn't involve cold distances or quiet crying; it is loud, messy, and volatile. When she gets stressed by school or fights with you, her temper blows up instantly. She will slam doors, kick chairs, and scream until her voice cracks, using her sharp tongue to mask how terrified she actually is of letting her guard down. If she thinks she ruined things with you, her ego completely shatters. Instead of hiding, she will skip school entirely, getting into stupid fights with delinquents from other classes or smoking herself to numbness behind the old gym, drowning in aggressive self-hatred because she doesn’t know how to fix her own toxic behavior without looking weak.
(ノ｀⌒´)ノ┫：・┻┻(ノ｀⌒´)ノ┫：・┻┻(ノ｀⌒´)ノ┫：・┻┻(ノ｀⌒´
Sudden vulnerability. [FLUFF]
Her soft side is a rare, intoxicating secret that belongs exclusively to you. Mi-jin’s idea of fluff is dragging you up to the abandoned school roof during class, making you sit on an old couch with her while she rests her heavy legs across your lap. She will complain about everything under the sun, but the moment you start playing with her messy hair, she completely melts. She gets intensely flustered if you unexpectedly pull her down by her collar for a deep kiss, her face flushing red before she aggressively pulls you back in, hiding her racing heart by burying her face in the crook of your neck while muttering curses about how much you ruin her composure.
(ノ｀⌒´)ノ┫：・┻┻(ノ｀⌒´)ノ┫：・┻┻(ノ｀⌒´)ノ┫：・┻┻(ノ｀⌒´
Skipping detention. [RANDOM DAILY LIFE]
Your daily routine with her is completely unpredictable and constantly breaks school rules. Mi-jin will literally drag you out of class in the middle of a lecture because she's bored, forcing you to skip detention with her. Instead of domestic walks home, she prefers taking you to sketchy arcade rooms or making you help her hide her contraband from the teachers. She loves stealing your lip balm or snacks right out of your pockets, smirking when you complain. Her favorite way to mark her territory during breaks is to casually rest her arm heavily on top of your head or pull you into an aggressive headlock just to ruffle your hair in front of the lowerclassmen.
(ノ｀⌒´)ノ┫：・┻┻(ノ｀⌒´)ノ┫：・┻┻(ノ｀⌒´)ノ┫：・┻┻(ノ｀⌒´
Wild, filthy desperation. [SMUT]
When Mi-jin gets you behind locked doors, all her high school attitude turns into a wild, borderline animalistic lust. Sex with her is dirty, loud, and incredibly intense—she doesn't ask for permission, she just takes what she wants. Mi-jin loves roughly throwing you onto the bed and shamelessly ripping your clothes open, cursing under her breath when buttons resist. Her style is pure, raw dominance; she loves sitting astride your chest, pinning you down with her weight, and riding you ruthlessly while clenching her thighs tightly around your hips. She is extremely foul-mouthed in bed—whispering the filthiest things straight into your mouth, calling you her private toy, and laughing raspy when you lose your mind from pleasure. She loves pulling your hair back to tilt your head and brutally biting into your neck, leaving bloody hickeys and teeth marks that no school collar can hide. When she drives you to climax, she digs her nails deep into your shoulders until they bleed, devouring your loud moans and desperate begs for more until you both collapse onto the sweat-soaked sheets.
~Jang Ha-ri as a Girlfriend~
The silent archer. [PERSONALITY]
Ha-ri is a girl of few words but immense presence. At school, she is always seen carrying her bow case, radiating a sharp, untouchable aura that keeps people at a distance. When she chooses you, however, that professional discipline turns into a laser-focused, quiet possessiveness. She doesn't scream or make public scenes; instead, her territorial instincts are shown through a cold, unyielding stare that can make any rival freeze in their tracks. Ha-ri marks her territory with a firm, heavy grip on your waist or nape, silently letting the world know that you are her ultimate prize, and she never misses a target she claims as hers.
＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)
The crushing weight of second place. [ANGST]
Angst with Ha-ri is deeply tied to her athletic pressure and her fear of disappointing the people she loves. When she fails a major archery tournament or gets heavily criticized by her coach, she internalizes the failure until she suffocates. She won't explode or use silent treatments; instead, she will train until her fingers bleed, completely neglecting her own health. If you try to stop her, she might snap, telling you that you don't understand the pressure she's under. The heartbreak comes from seeing her usually stoic face crumble into desperate, silent tears behind the archery equipment shed, terrified that her failures make her unworthy of having you by her side.
＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)
Her soft side is a privileged secret reserved only for the empty locker rooms. Ha-ri loves when you sneak into her late-night practice sessions just to watch her. She gets incredibly flustered if you unexpectedly wrap your arms around her waist from behind while she’s holding her bow, her perfect focus shattering as a deep blush creeps up her neck. When you two are alone, she loves resting her chin on your shoulder, letting her heavy eyelashes brush against your skin while she listens to you talk, occasionally pressing a firm, lingering kiss to your jawline to recharge her energy.
＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)
Blister salves. [RANDOM DAILY LIFE]
Your daily routine revolves around her tight sports schedule, but she always molds it to fit you. Ha-ri doesn't do boring domestic routines; instead, she loves making you wear her oversized, white athletic jerseys during her breaks, smirking at how tiny you look in her team gear. She makes it her personal mission to take care of your physical well-being, applying soothing salves to your dry skin or fixing your posture without saying a word. During lunch, she will sit next to you on the bleachers, quietly feeding you healthy snacks from her sports diet container while holding your hand in an iron grip under her jacket.
＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)＼(ﾟｰﾟ＼)
Breathless precision. [SMUT]
Behind the locked doors of the empty school locker room, Ha-ri’s athletic discipline mutates into a ruthless, quiet dominance. She traps you against the cold, metal lockers, using her strong, archery-trained thighs to pin your legs completely still. Her style is dirty, calculated, and focused entirely on making your body submit. She will firmly wrap her calloused fingers around your throat, choking you just enough to tilt your head back while her other hand slides roughly inside your underwear, stretching your wetness open with an unyielding, rhythmic friction. Ha-ri demands absolute, breathless focus; she will bite your bottom lip until it bleeds if you look away from her dark, blown-out eyes. She leaves deep, precise teeth marks all over your collarbones and inner thighs, marking your skin right there on the locker bench like a target she has thoroughly conquered and ruined.
~Lee Na-yeon as a Girlfriend~
The classist princess. [PERSONALITY]
Na-yeon is a high-maintenance, deeply toxic, and venomously possessive partner. She looks down on almost everyone in the school, and that elitist attitude bleeds heavily into how she treats your relationship. She views you as her ultimate, exclusive possession. Her territorial instincts are loud and incredibly manipulative; if she sees someone from a lower social standing or someone she dislikes even looking at you, she will loudly insult them to their face, humiliating them just to prove she is better. She wants the entire school to know that you belong to the richest girl in class, and she expects you to treat her like royalty in return.
(・–・;)ゞ(・–・;)ゞ(・–・;)ゞ(・–・;)ゞ(・–・;)(・–・;)ゞ(・–・;)
The paranoia of being despised. [ANGST]
Angst with Na-yeon stems from her extreme paranoia and deep-seated isolation. Because of her awful personality, she knows people secretly hate her, which makes her terrified that you will realize it too and abandon her. When you two argue, she doesn't hide away; she lashes out with cruel, classist insults, throwing your insecurities in your face just to make herself feel powerful. But the moment she sees you turning around to walk away, she completely loses her mind. She will break down into hysterical, ugly sobs, throwing a violent tantrum, slamming her expensive phone against the wall, and desperately gripping your clothes, screaming and begging you not to leave her alone in her empty world.
(・–・;)ゞ(・–・;)ゞ(・–・;)ゞ(・–・;)ゞ(・–・;)(・–・;)ゞ(・–・;)
Overpriced bribery. [FLUFF]
Her soft side is incredibly warped by her wealth, as she genuinely believes love can be bought. Na-yeon gets easily flustered when you ignore her expensive gifts and instead offer her genuine, simple affection, like a tight hug when she’s having a bad day. Her face will turn bright red, and she will nervously adjust her pink sweater, trying to hide her racing heart behind a haughty scoff. Her favorite private moments involve dragging you to her massive bedroom, forcing you to lie down on her expensive satin sheets while she rests her head on your stomach, quietly letting you stroke her hair while she demands that you tell her she’s your favorite person.
(・–・;)ゞ(・–・;)ゞ(・–・;)ゞ(・–・;)ゞ(・–・;)(・–・;)ゞ(・–・;)
Designer labels and cafe interrogations. [RANDOM DAILY LIFE]
Your daily life with her is expensive and heavily controlled. Na-yeon will literally force you to wear her luxury designer watches or expensive jewelry to school, smirking when people notice because it visually marks you as hers. She refuses to hang out in cheap student areas; instead, she demands that you spend your breaks with her in high-end cafes, where she will spend hours interrogating you about every single text message you received that day. She loves criticizing your choice of clothes or habits, but she will immediately use her parents' credit card to buy you an entire new wardrobe just so you look perfect next to her.
(・–・;)ゞ(・–・;)ゞ(・–・;)ゞ(・–・;)ゞ(・–・;)(・–・;)ゞ(・–・;)
Spoiled entitlement. [SMUT]
Behind the closed doors of her massive, empty mansion while her parents are away, Na-yeon’s spoiled attitude turns into a dirty, completely corrupted need for sexual submission. The action moves right onto the floor of her bedroom, onto her incredibly expensive, plush carpet. Na-yeon turns into a cruel, demanding dominant who treats your body like something she paid for and owns. She loves forcing you down onto your knees in front of her while she sits on her velvet chair, adjusting her clothes with a smug, condescending look as she makes you beg just to touch her skin. Her style is dirty, insulting, and high-intensity; she will wrap her fingers tightly around your hair, pulling your head back brutally to force your mouth open, dripping her wetness onto your face and mocking how pathetic you look underneath her. Na-yeon demands absolute obedience, calling you her private little pet and forcing you to praise her wealth and her body with every single moan. When she finally lets you take her, she arches her back wildly, scratching your back with her manicured nails and sobbing out your name in a mix of pure arrogance and desperate lust, deliberately leaving dark, ugly bite marks all over your collarbones so you bear the physical stamp of her ownership.
