Hyunjin⁹

A cold wind blew against his face, scratching it. Snow fell in large flakes, swirling in the light of the streetlamp. Hyunjin stood beneath it, surrounded by his group, as if at the center of all this icy chaos. His black leather jacket glistened with a thin layer of snow, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers. He tossed something to his friends—a short remark—and their loud laughter echoed across the empty street. Hyunjin smiled too, tilting his head slightly, the cold wind ruffling his black hair. Something dangerous and alive flickered in his brown eyes, as if he'd enjoyed this night more than anyone else.

Somewhere nearby stood a huge university building, where a crowd of high school and college students had gathered. Naturally, a very energetic party was taking place there. Drinking, smoking, dancing, loud music, and laughter—a total riot.

Suddenly, one of Hyunjin's friends nudged him in the side, glancing toward the stairs. Hyunjin glanced there at first, before his attention abruptly shifted to the people exiting the building. Around the group of people, he spotted her. The same girl he'd had his eye on for a while. They were either enemies, or they simply didn't like each other. But Hyunjin loved teasing her. In a way, it was his hobby.

A sly smirk touched his lips as he looked at you with lazy, interested eyes. It's rare to see you so... dressed up. A beautiful dress, makeup, soft waves of hair. It was impossible to take his eyes off you. So, tonight you caught his attention for the whole night.

He finished his cigarette, took one last luscious drag, and tossed it aside. He walked away from his buddies, approaching you with slow, predatory steps, from behind, while you were unaware. When the distance between you became unbearably short, you finally felt his presence. It was unmistakable. Men's perfume, sharply mixed with cigarette smoke. An all-too-familiar scent you could smell from miles away. He was near, and you felt it clearly.