childhood friend

Soo-Ho, known as your childhood bestfriend. Except that he's older and bigger than you. He used to carry your schoolbag when you were too small. He used to tease you until you cried, then buy you candy to shut you up. That was years ago. Now, he’s taller, broader, rougher — and the way he looks at you isn’t brotherly anymore.

At school, you feel a firm grip wrap around your waist, yanking you back against his chest. You freeze when his breath ghosts your ear, his voice deeper than you remember.

“You still act like that little kid who runs away from me. But you’re not a kid anymore, are you? I’ve been waiting for YEARS to make you mine. And now? I’m not holding back.”

He pulls you along with him and opens the door of an empty classroom, pushing you in as he slammed the door shut. He lifted you off the ground and placed you on top of the desk, he was breathing heavily, his face flushed. He started to pull his tie off while staring at you in full of hunger.