#weak hero class one so ho

[doyouknowbtsswag]

Hey ! Just discovered your account and I was wondering if you know the drama "Weak Hero class 1" ? Im in love with So-Ho character do you think you could write smth abt him ?

Joy Ride |So-Ho|

I haven’t actually watched this kdrama till I saw your request. Thank you so much because now I’m obsessed 😭. I hope you like it though ❤️

I sat at my desk rolling my eyes at the boys sitting behind me. Their little friend group acts as if they run the school. No one says anything though everyone just lets it happen scared of what they'd do. Honestly, sometimes I feel as though they are all bark but no bite. Finally, when school let out I looked over at my boyfriend who was sleeping resting his head on a cute pillow. I packed my stuff up and went over to his desk.

"So-ho~," I said sitting at the desk in front of his. I gently knocked on his head waiting for him to wake up. He groaned and rubbed his face. "Good morning"

"Why didn't you wake me up sooner?" He said tiredly.

"School just got out" I chuckled. "You slept through the class again"

"Not again"

"Don't worry I have notes for you" I smiled.

"How about we hang out for the rest of the day?" He said as we walked outside together.

"Don't you have work?" I asked as we made it to his motorcycle.

"Nope they gave me the day off and I want to spend it with you" He smiled at me giving me butterflies. "Hop on"

"What?"

"Get on the bike," He said putting his helmet on mine.

"No way I'll walk and-"

"Come on it's fun" He grinned.

"So-ho, le-"

"I promise I won't let you get hurt" He lead me to the seat. "Do you trust me?"

"I trust you"

"Then get on I'll go slow," He said as I hesitantly got on the bike. He sat in front of me grabbing both of my hands and wrapped them around his waist. "Just hold on"

"Alright," I said nervously tightly grabbing his waist.

He started the motorcycle and revved the engine making me jump. He started driving as I buried my head in his neck scared to look around. The drive started to feel nice and the small bumps in the road that made me flinch got better over time. I carefully peeked my head out from his back to look around the sudden gust of wind overcame my body as I loosened my grip from So-ho's waist making him smiley at the sudden comfort. I looked around at the streetlights coming to like as the sun fell. Even though I've seen those lights flash multiple times this felt different. The adrenaline in my body and the wind flowing through my hair made me feel free, it made me feel alive. So-ho pulled over in front of a restaurant getting off the bike.

"Holy shit," I said catching my breath and smiling.

"I thought you didn't like going on motorcycles" He teased putting his hands in his pockets.

"I didn't either," I said placing the helmet down.

"I guess we're going shopping for a helmet."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm gonna start driving you home" He grabbed my hand as we walked into the restaurant. "or you could ride with me while working.

"How about both,"

"Perfect," He said.

When the waitress came over we decided to share a meal since I felt a little sick from the drive we took.

"That's normal, you'll get used to it."

"That's good I want to ride with you all the time." I smiled.

"Why don't we walk up to the store up the street that sells helmets." He said while eating. "Then we can go faster since we weren't going that fast."

"Perfect, I don't want you to get hurt"

"I'm more worried about you." He grabbed my hand from across the table. "You're always my first priority"

"Stop you're making me blush" I covered my face the butterflies coming back.

"I'm serious" He laughed lightly. "I care a lot about you"

"I care a lot about you too," I said all red.

After we finished eating So-ho paid for dinner and grabbed my hand as we walked outside. There was a peaceful silence between us as we walked down the sidewalk. It wasn't too packed so it was nice feeling the breeze. He walked in front of a store that specifically sold sports gear along with a few other items.

"Ladies first." He said opening the door.

"Why thank you kind sir" I jokingly bowed as we both made how way to the helmet section. "What color or design should I get?"

"Let's see what they have," He said as we walked in front of the gear we needed. "There aren't many colors left" He frowned

"It's fine, I can always come back you know," I said putting a random one on my head" What do you think?"

He smiled and whistled which made me gently smack his arm. I rolled my eyes smiling.

"I think it suits you" He smiled crossing his arms.

"You think so?" I asked looking at the item.

"I know so, plus like you said earlier we could come back" He uncrossed his arms as we made our way to the front grabbing a few miscellanies things on the way. "I'll pay"

"You paid for dinner let me" I insisted pulling money out and before he knew it everything was in the bag.

"Have a nice day!"

"You as well" I smiled and dragged my sulking boyfriend with me.

"You should have let me pay," He said. "Especially since it's my bike"

"Hey, don't worry about it I'm happy I did"

"Next time I'm buying a bigger dinner and you can't pinch in a cent," He said stopping to look at the lights.

"What's wrong?" I asked worriedly.

"I've never really paid attention to the scenery since I'm always on the run." He said smiling. "I'm glad I'm able to see it with you"

"You should give yourself some more time off you work so hard" I admired his face in the beaming light that captured his beauty. His smile already lit up the streets and his eyes were captivating. He looked over at me staring but I didn't care I let myself stand my ground just this once.

"You're cute," I said out of nowhere making him turn red.

"What was that all about," He said off guard.

"To be honest I dunno just wanted to say that" I smiled.

"You're a hot mess express sometimes" He chuckled looking me in the eye and cupped my cheek.

It was my turn to be caught off guard as he wrapped his hand around my waist making me drop the bag in shock. I felt like I was in a romance K-drama with the swinging lights in the background, instead of Jae-Chan and Hong-Joo it was me and So-Ho. I wrapped my arms around his neck as I gently kissed him. It wasn't fast but it wasn't too slow. We both blushed looking at each other and then looking away shyly. He hugged me and I hugged him back little did I know what was going on behind the scenes. He pulled away from the hug and bent down to grab the bag.

"Let's go back on the Joy Ride" He smiled putting the helmet on my face and giving it a knock.

[juliettejwnewinesa]

Title: Pressure Point

Pairing: Ahn Su-ho x Reader (Y/N) Setting: Weak Hero Class 1 universe — post-fight tension, high school, hidden romance Rating: 🔞 (Heavy smut, suggestive language, and realistic violence) Length: ~4,000 words

You weren’t supposed to be here. Not in the boys’ bathroom. Not with Ahn Su-ho pressed against your back, knuckles bruised, chest heaving.

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You first saw Ahn Su-ho the way most people did — drenched in blood.

He had someone pinned to the concrete, their nose half-caved in, rage etched deep into the corners of his mouth. But it wasn’t the violence that caught your eye. It was the control. Su-ho never snapped unless someone deserved it. He didn't throw punches like a thug — he moved like someone who calculated the cost of every broken bone.

He wasn’t reckless. He was deliberate.

So of course, you started watching him.

Of course, he noticed.

It started with glances in class. Then passing comments. And then, somehow, it turned into something else.

Not dating — not quite. But moments behind the gym, hands brushing. Words spoken too low for others to hear. Secrets passed like cigarette smoke. You didn’t tell your friends. He didn’t have any.

And that was the most intoxicating part.

Because when he looked at you — really looked at you — it felt like you were the only thing tethering him to reality.

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Something snapped.

It started in the courtyard — some idiot from Class 4 mouthing off, saying something disgusting about you. Loud. In front of everyone.

You’d rolled your eyes, walked away.

Su-ho didn’t.

By the time you caught up to him, there was blood on his collar.

"Su-ho," you hissed, grabbing his sleeve. "That guy’s not even worth it—"

But his eyes were sharp, cutting. "He talked about you."

"And now he's spitting blood! Congratulations!"

Su-ho just kept walking. Fast. Focused. Into the building, down the hall. Your feet moved before you even processed it. He pushed into the boys’ bathroom like a storm with no forecast, and you followed.

You shouldn’t have.

But you did.

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The door slammed behind you.

The air was thick with sweat and disinfectant. One flickering light above the sink buzzed like static. Su-ho stood in front of the mirror, breathing heavy, gripping the edge like he wanted to rip it off the wall. His reflection looked broken. Beautiful.

You locked the door.

He didn’t speak. Not right away. Just stared down at the sink, jaw tense.

"You didn’t have to do that," you murmured.

"I know."

You stepped closer, cautious. "Then why?"

His voice was low. Controlled. "Because he deserved it."

Your hand touched his back — warm even through his uniform. He flinched, just slightly, like even gentle things might hurt.

"I’m not yours to fight for," you whispered, not knowing if it was a lie.

His head turned slowly, eyes finding yours in the mirror.

"Aren’t you?"

It was like something broke inside him.

He turned around so fast you barely had time to react before his hands were gripping your waist, walking you backwards until your spine hit the wall between sinks. His lips hovered inches from yours — breath warm, scent of blood and soap and something distinctly Su-ho.

"You keep looking at me like that," he murmured, voice tight. "Like I’m the only thing you see."

"Maybe you are."

His hand slid up your side, under your uniform blazer, fingers grazing skin.

"This isn’t a game," he said. "I don’t do halfway."

"Good," you whispered. "I don’t want halfway."

And then his mouth crashed into yours.

It wasn’t soft.

It was need.

Your back hit the tiled wall with a thud, but you didn’t care. Su-ho kissed like he fought — all intensity and focus. His hands were everywhere: one gripping your hip, the other fisting the collar of your shirt like he might tear it off. His knee pushed between your legs, anchoring you there, caged in his heat.

You gasped as his mouth moved to your neck, biting just enough to leave a mark. The tile was cold but his body was fire.

"Tell me to stop," he rasped.

"Don’t you dare."

Clothes became a blur — your skirt pushed up, his belt undone, the sound of zippers, buttons, breath. You fumbled, frantic, feeling the hard press of him through his boxers.

He growled against your skin. "Y/N..."

"Please," you whispered.

And that was all it took.

His hand slid between your thighs, fingers teasing, testing, spreading the slick proof of your want like he was memorizing it. You moaned, biting your knuckle, head knocking against the wall.

"Look at me."

You did.

His gaze was molten. Focused on every twitch of your body, every shudder of your breath. He rubbed slow circles, pushing just enough pressure to make your knees shake.

"Feels good?" he asked, almost smug.

"Yes—fuck, yes—"

"Then say my name."

"Su-ho."

He leaned in, lips at your ear. "Louder."

You gasped as he slipped a finger inside you, slow and deliberate, curling just right.

"Su-ho," you choked. "Oh my God—"

He pumped deeper, adding another, mouth dragging down your collarbone, biting, sucking, leaving marks you’d have to hide tomorrow. But right now, you wanted more.

You needed all of him.

He didn't ask. He didn’t need to.

Your body gave permission in every breathless moan, every desperate grind against his hand. When he finally pulled your panties aside and lined himself up, you gasped at the pressure — the stretch — the heat.

“Shit—” he grunted, burying himself inch by inch, gripping your thighs like he’d never let go.

You clenched around him, nails scratching down his back, eyes fluttering.

"Y/N… you feel—" He cut off, voice breaking into a groan. "So tight."

He started to move — slow at first, grinding deep, then building into sharp thrusts that rocked you against the wall. The mirror across from you shook with every motion. The sink creaked behind his back. Your name spilled from his lips like a prayer between curses.

And then he looked at you.

Not just with hunger — with need.

Like this was the only way he knew how to feel anything anymore.

You cupped his face. "I'm here. I'm not leaving."

He kissed you like he believed it.

His rhythm grew rougher, deeper — the kind of fucking that wasn’t about love, but something closer to ownership. His hand gripped your jaw, tilting your head up as he pounded into you with zero restraint. You cried out, breathless, overwhelmed, chasing the edge.

You felt it building — low and electric — your entire body tensing around him.

"You're close," he muttered, forehead pressed to yours. "I can feel it."

You nodded frantically, gripping his shoulders. "Don’t stop—"

"Look at me when you come."

That was it.

You shattered.

Body arching, mouth falling open, thighs trembling around his waist. You came with a sob, stars behind your eyes, clenching so hard he cursed loud into your neck.

He wasn’t far behind.

With a deep groan and a final thrust, he spilled inside you, hips stuttering, jaw clenched like it physically hurt to let go.

For a moment, neither of you moved.

Just heavy breathing. Sweat. Heat. Silence.

Then his hand found yours.

Fingers tangled.

Like a promise.

The room still smelled like sex and disinfectant.

Su-ho helped you fix your skirt, adjust your blazer. His thumb brushed your lip, wiping off the smear of gloss and bite marks. He didn’t say sorry. He didn’t have to.

"Next time," he said, voice low, "don’t follow me into the boys’ bathroom."

You smirked, heart still hammering. "Next time?"

He arched a brow. "You think this was a one-time thing?"

You swallowed. "I think I’m in trouble."

He leaned in, voice brushing your throat.

"Only if they find out."

[strawb3rry-hon3y]

Echoes of You

Pairing: Ahn Su-ho X !Femreader Requested: No

Summary: Memories of Ahn Su-ho and the others stay close after everything changes. While dealing with Su-ho’s coma and Si-eun’s move, bonds are tested and new friendships form. Even surrounded by new people, the past remains a constant, shaping every step forward.

Length: 4921 Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Drama, Friendship, Light Romance.

Warnings: Spoilers! Weak Hero Class 2. Violence Mentions, Hospitalization, Emotional Distress, Grief/Loss Themes, Past Trauma, Mild Angst. Status: Complete!

My feet pounded against the pavement, the world blurring at the edges. I didn’t know if I was chasing something or running from it, maybe both. Every breath burned. Every step dragged pieces of the past out of hiding, raw and stubborn.

Si-eun’s voice still echoed faintly in my ears, but everything else started to slip away. The noise around me, the ground beneath my feet, the weight of the moment. The present faded until all that was left was the past, unfolding around me.

The tires hummed beneath me as I pedaled toward Eunjang High, the path so familiar I could have ridden it blind if I truly wanted to. I was supposed to meet Su-ho, like always. As i approached the street right Infront of the school entrance the sudden buzz of an engine snapped me out of my thoughts, and I barely had time to react before a white motorbike streaked past.

I recognized it instantly, the big black box strapped to the back, covered in a mess of peeling stickers he never bothered to take off. Su-ho was in the front, his posture relaxed like he didn’t have a care in the world.

Behind him sat someone I didn’t know, a boy with a cautious grip on Su-ho’s shoulders. For a moment, I thought maybe Su-ho hadn’t seen me. Maybe he was distracted, in a hurry.

But then he turned his head just enough to catch my eye, a smirk tugging at his mouth, and kept going without slowing down. The boy riding with him glanced back at me, his expression confused. I called out for Su-ho, the words sharp and desperate but they were already too far.

My hands tightened around the handlebars, the metal digging into my palms and before I could think better of it, I pushed hard on the peddles of my bike making a quick U-turn to trail them at a distance. Something was strange. Not wrong exactly, not enough to set off alarms but it prickled at the edges of my mind stubborn and persistent. Su-ho wasn’t the type to ignore me, Not without a reason atleast.

As I followed them, it wasn’t long before they came to a sudden halt. I skidded my bike to a stop a few good feet away, just in time to see Su-ho swing off the motorbike and dart down a narrow alleyway without a word. He was obviously in a rush.

The stranger followed him, not as quick but fast enough to disappear with Su-ho into the shadows. I didn’t know what was going on down there, and honestly, I wasn’t sure I wanted to. That wasn’t my business.

So, I pulled my bike up next to his motorbike and moved to sit on it, planting myself stubbornly on the seat. The big black box on the back wobbled slightly under my weight. I settled in, watching the cars blur past on the street, counting them without really seeing them.

It didn’t take too long before I heard footsteps, slow and uneven, followed by a loud yawn. "I'm hungry after doing all that. Let's go eat. I know an awesome place we can go. Time to pay your bill..." His voice trailed off as I twisted my body to face the direction it came from.

Three boys stood in front of me all with different facial expressions. I stayed where I was, resting casually against my childhood friend's bike. The boy riding behind Su-ho earlier blinked in surprise, like he hadn’t expected anyone to be waiting.

He hung back a little, shifting awkwardly on his feet, glancing between me and Su-ho like he wasn’t sure what he was supposed to do. The other one, standing a few steps farther away, Shorter then the others, didn’t move at all. He just watched all calm and quiet, with a sharp kind of look that made it clear he was taking everything in, saying nothing. There was something different about him. something harder to read.

Su-ho didn't seem bothered at all by the way I was sitting on his bike. If anything, the grin on his face widened like he found it funny. He walked up casually, swinging his helmet off and tossing it onto the seat next to me with a careless thud.

"You know," he said, leaning a little too close like he was letting me in on a secret, "most people ask before they hijack my ride."

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms, not moving an inch. He chuckled under his breath, like he knew I wasn’t actually mad.

Straightening up, he turned to the two boys still standing a few feet away. He jerked a thumb toward me, casual and proud.

"This little pest is mine," he said, almost affectionately. "Been stuck with me since we were kids." I moved my hand up to slap him in the arm for calling me a 'pest' before turning my glace at the new boys once again, "Y/N" I said plainly before glaring at Su-ho once more.

The boy who had been riding behind him looked even more confused now, shifting his weight like he wasn’t sure if he was supposed to introduce himself too. The shorter boy stayed quiet, still watching me with those sharp eyes.

Su-ho didn't seem to notice the awkwardness, or maybe he just didn’t care. He grinned at me again, wide and boyish as always. "Come on. If you’re gonna lurk, you might as well come with us."

At first, I try to distract myself. I pull out my textbooks, sit at my desk, and tell myself I will just study for a little while until they answer. It is fine. Everything is fine. Su-ho always takes a while to text back. Si-eun too. Beom-seok is skittish, but that is nothing new.

The words on the page blur together. I keep checking my phone every few minutes. Still no messages. Still no calls. The pit in my stomach grows heavier, gnawing at my ribs.

I text them again. Nothing. I call. Still nothing.

When Si-eun finally picks up, it is rushed and cold. "I'm busy," he mutters before hanging up without another word.

That is when the studying stops. That is when the panic really starts sinking in, slow and suffocating like someone has thrown a weighted blanket over me. I cannot sit still anymore. I pace my room. I stare at my phone. I jump every time it buzzes, even when it is just spam.

Then finally, the call comes. A number I do not recognize flashes across my screen. My heart jumps to my throat as I answer. "Hello?"

"Y/n?" a voice says, softer than I expect. It is Su-ho’s grandmother. "I just wanted to let you know... Su-ho is in the hospital, but he’s okay. Nothing to panic about, sweetheart. Just come when you can."

Her words are gentle, careful, but I can still hear the worry tucked under them, hidden like a frayed seam.

I do not even remember moving. One second I am in my room, and the next I am flying down the streets on my bike, pedaling so hard it hurts. I can barely see through the tears stinging my eyes and the panic clouding my head.

When I get to the hospital, there are two people waiting in the chairs near the front. Si-eun is hunched forward, elbows digging into his knees, staring at the floor like he is trying to disappear. Sitting next to him is a girl I have never seen before. She has neat dark hair, simple jeans, and a jacket that looks way too big on her. Her face is pretty but serious, completely guarded.

"What happened? Where’s Beom-seok? Is he okay? What is going on with you three? Don't lie to me." My voice is raw, panting from running more then i ever have. I wanted to cut the the chance, i was done the the lying in this friend group.

Si-eun looks up slowly. He does not say anything right away. He just stares at me with that same exhausted, hollow look that makes my skin crawl. For once, he does not try to dodge the truth. He tells me everything. About the fights. About Yeong-bin. About Beom-seok’s fear. About Su-ho trying to fix things himself before it all went wrong.

It is too much. I stand there for a long minute, feeling like I have stepped into someone else’s nightmare. My eyes snap toward the girl next to him. "And who are you?" I demand, sharper than I mean to be.

She stands, calm and steady, like she is ready for me to ask. "I’m Yeong-i," she says quietly. "I am... part of it."

I do not have time to unpack what that means. My focus is already on the hallway leading to Su-ho. As I start walking, Si-eun's voice follows after me. "He threatened us if we involved you in this." He says it so plainly, like he knew he didn't mind the earful he was going to get from his bestfriend.

I do not answer. I just keep moving, following the sterile scent of the hospital until I find the right room. Inside, lying still beneath the white hospital sheets, is Su-ho. He looks so small, his breathing steady and slow. He looks fragile in a way I have never seen before, so unlike the boy who used to grin at me like he had the world in his hands.

I stand in the doorway for a moment, just staring at him. His face is relaxed, the lines of tension gone, but it doesn’t comfort me. I wish I could hear him talk, see his smile again. But instead, I just watch him sleep, my chest tight with worry I can't shake.

Su-ho looked a little beaten up, but he was okay. His face had a few bruises, his cheek was bandaged, but there was no mistaking the relief I felt seeing him awake. As I stood there, staring at him, he stirred slightly and blinked his eyes open. When his gaze met mine, my chest tightened, the tears I had been holding back threatening to spill over.

I couldn’t help it. I sighed in relief, watching his eyes, knowing he was alright. But the worry didn’t leave me yet. It lingered, heavy in the pit of my stomach.

Su-ho’s lips curved into a small smile, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Well, well, if it isn’t my personal stalker," he teased, his voice rough from sleep. "Didn’t think you’d be the type to break into hospitals just to check on me."

I rolled my eyes and made my way to his bed. Sitting down next to his legs, I reached out without thinking, gently touching the bandage on his cheek. He winced slightly but kept up his usual cocky attitude.

"Seriously, you’re unbelievable," I muttered, my fingers brushing the bandage carefully. "You really worried me, you know that?" My voice softened as I looked at him, feeling the weight of everything that had happened the unknowns, the fears, the secrets.

He just smirked, his usual charm somehow intact even after everything. "Hey, I’m fine. Nothing you need to worry about," he said with a shrug. "It’s all just a scratch. It’s nothing."

Frustration built up inside me. "Cut the crap, Su-ho," I snapped, my voice rising slightly. "I know everything. Don’t pretend like this is all nothing. I’m not stupid."

His smile faltered. His eyes grew more serious as he leaned back, clearly trying to find the right words. "You don’t get it," he said, his voice quieter now. "I just didn’t want you getting involved. It’s too dangerous for you."

I blinked, caught off guard. "What do you mean? We aren’t kids anymore. I’m not some helpless little—" "I know we aren’t kids anymore," he cut in, his tone soft but firm. "That’s not what I mean."

He hesitated, like he was gathering courage. Slowly, a smug smile started to pull at his lips. I frowned, confused. "Come on," he said, teasing again but with something deeper behind it. "You really didn’t know? I’m in love with you."

The words hit me hard. My face heated instantly, my heart racing so fast it made my head spin. I stuttered, unable to form a coherent sentence. "Y-you... what?"

His smile only grew wider as he leaned in a little closer, his hand reaching out to gently touch mine. "Yeah," he said, his voice low and almost playful. "Thought maybe you would've figured it out by now—you being the smart one and all."

I was too flustered to respond. Before I could even think, he was pulling me toward him. His lips met mine, soft at first, then deepening as he held me close. For a second, I froze, completely overwhelmed, before I melted into him, my hands finding their way to grip his shirt.

The world slowed, everything else fading away...until a throat clearing broke the moment.

I jerked back, my face burning hotter than ever, and looked over to see Si-eun standing awkwardly in the doorway, clearly trying not to laugh. The girl next to him, Yeong-i, was grinning like she had just witnessed the cutest thing in the world.

I shot her a look, but even that couldn’t erase the warm, fluttering feeling in my chest.

Su-ho just chuckled and pulled me back against him casually, like he didn’t have a care in the world. "Guess we have an audience," he said, smirking.

When I pushed the door open, the first thing I noticed was how quiet it was. The room still carried the faint smell of pizza and frosting. The table was filled with a few boxes of half-eaten pizza, some plates stacked neatly nearby. Sodas sat opened but unfinished. Balloons floated lazily near the ceiling, and a "Happy Birthday" banner hung across the wall, a little crooked but still holding strong.

And there on the couch, Su-ho was fast asleep. He was sprawled out comfortably, one arm draped over his stomach, his head resting against the couch cushion. His breathing was slow and even, the quiet room making it sound louder than usual.

I stepped inside carefully, closing the door behind me without a sound. For a moment, I just stood there watching him. The sight of him like this relaxed and safe made my chest ache a little.

Quietly, I made my way over and crouched beside the couch, resting my arms on the cushion and my chin on top of them. I stayed like that for a while, just studying his face. Without the teasing grin he always wore, he looked softer, almost boyish.

Without thinking, I reached out and brushed a bit of hair from his forehead. The slight touch made him stir. His eyes fluttered open, confused and sleepy at first, until they landed on me.

When he saw me, a slow, lazy smile spread across his face.

"Hey," he mumbled, voice rough with sleep.

"Hey, birthday boy," I said softly, smiling back.

Still heavy with sleep, he reached out and tugged at my arm, pulling me gently onto the couch with him. I let out a breathy laugh as I shifted, ending up half lying against his chest, fitting easily into the space beside him. His arm wrapped around me securely, his chin resting lightly against the top of my head.

"You came," he whispered, sounding happy.

"Of course I did," I said quietly, settling into him. "Like I'd ever miss your birthday."

We stayed like that, tangled together on the couch, the world outside the room feeling miles away. His hand moved slowly up and down my arm in a soothing motion, and after a few moments, he spoke again, his voice even softer this time.

"I love you," he murmured, the words barely above a whisper.

My heart skipped, then raced, but I didn’t pull away. I tightened my arms around him instead, closing my eyes and letting the warmth of him sink into me.

A few seconds later, I felt him smile against my hair. "Best birthday," he mumbled, sounding completely content.

I let out a small, quiet laugh and lifted my head just enough to look up at him. "You’re so dramatic," I whispered back, but my voice was thick with emotion.

Everything had been weird lately. Si-eun barely talked to us anymore. Beom-seok was hanging out with the wrong people, and Su-ho... he just seemed off. It was worrying. He’d still tell me everything was okay, kiss me like nothing was wrong, but I could see it in his eyes — he was planning something. I knew it. But deep down, I believed that if it was truly bad, he would tell me.

I tried texting Si-eun, but he only ever insisted he was fine, just busy. Beom-seok didn’t talk to me at all. Once, he sent me a message asking to meet somewhere, but I had a horrible feeling about it and didn’t go. That pit in my chest was back — like something bad was happening, and I was the only one still in the dark.

I pushed the feeling away and forced myself back into studying. That was until my phone rang. It was Si-eun. His contact photo popped up — a picture of him and Su-ho smiling together.

I answered quickly. “Is Su-ho with you?” was the first thing he said, his voice tight, panicked.

“No... he hasn’t answered my calls either. Si-eun, what’s going on?" Beep. Beep. Beep. The call ended.

My heart dropped. I immediately started freaking out, calling him back, then calling Su-ho, then anyone I could think of — no one picked up. Desperate, I scrolled to Beom-seok’s contact and called. It rang once. Twice. Three times. Finally, someone picked up.

"Beom-seok?... I’m really worried about Su-ho, is he with you?" I asked, my voice trembling.

All I heard was a loud "Hey! Eat shit!" from somewhere in the background. That pit in my stomach grew bigger, swallowing everything else.

"Where are you... Beom-seok, where are you, you son of a— WHERE IS SU-HO?!"

He tried to say something, but I wasn’t listening. He must’ve realized, because he hung up. I called Si-eun again, my heart pounding in my chest, before running out of the house without even thinking. My feet carried me blindly down the streets, to anywhere I thought they might be. Anywhere Su-ho might be.

No answer. No answers anywhere. Everything was hurting by the time I finally couldn’t run anymore. I collapsed onto a bench, trying to catch my breath, when my phone buzzed. A text.

It was from Su-ho’s number. "Working out." That made it worse. It was late. What could he be "working out" at this hour?

I didn’t sleep that night And the next day at school, just as I tried to keep my mind from spiraling, I got a call.

Yeong-i. Confused, I answered. The moment I heard her sobbing voice, I knew it was about Su-ho. it didnt take long for her to tell me, Told me what Beom-seok and his gang had done. That Su-ho was in the hospital.

I didn’t think. I just stood up from my desk and quickly left my class, ignoring the calls of my teacher.

By the time I got there, Yeong-i was sitting outside the hospital room, crying into her hands. I sprinted up to her, panic exploding in my chest.

“Is he— Is he okay?” I asked desperately. She couldn’t answer. She just looked up at me with those tearful, broken eyes.

I moved to the hospital door in a panic. my legs moving on their own. Inside the room, I saw Si-eun first, he was crying, shoulders shaking. Su-ho’s grandmother was sitting next to the hospital bed, her face buried in her hands.

And there he was. Su-ho. Lying on the bed, a breathing mask over his face. Still. So still. His eyes weren’t opening like last time.

I covered my mouth with my hand, a muffled sob breaking free from my chest. I heard Si-eun cry, My eyes burned with tears as I forced myself forward, my hand instinctively resting on Si-eun’s shaking shoulder in hopes to comfort my friend.

Su-ho’s grandmother looked up at me, her face pale and worn. She shook her head slowly and explained through broken words he was in a coma.

My breath hitched violently as the reality hit me, slamming into my heart. He wasn’t just hurt this time. He was gone somewhere I couldn’t reach.

Without thinking, I stepped forward, taking my hand off Si-eun. My knees hit the cold hospital floor as I collapsed beside Su-ho’s bed. Grabbing his hand tightly in both of mine, I lowered my forehead onto it, whispering his name, willing him to wake up as cry's escaped my lips.

One afternoon, after another brutal day where everything felt too loud, too heavy, I found myself at the hospital again. The hallways smelled like bleach and cold air, but it was the only place that felt even remotely right anymore.

Si-eun was already there, sitting quietly next to Su-ho’s bed, his shoulders hunched forward like the weight of everything was pressing down on him too. He didn’t even look up when I walked in.

I quietly slid into the chair beside him, the scrape of metal legs against the floor the only sound between us. For a while, neither of us said anything.We didn’t need to.

The low beep of the heart monitor filled the room, steady and soft, a cruel reminder that Su-ho was alive... but not really here. My throat tightened as I stared at Su-ho's peaceful face. I hugged my arms around myself, feeling so small, so helpless.

"I miss him too," I whispered, the words breaking free before I could stop them. Si-eun stiffened slightly beside me, like he hadn’t expected me to say it out loud. I bit my lip hard, trying to keep the tears from falling, but it was no use. They slid down my cheeks, warm and painful.

"I don’t know how to do this without him," I said, voice cracking, eyes never leaving Su-ho. "You’re doing it," Si-eun said quietly, almost like he didn’t believe it himself. "You’re still here."

"But I’m not me anymore," I choked out. "I feel like I’m just... surviving. Like I'm stuck in some nightmare and everything’s wrong." Si-eun finally turned his head to look at me. His eyes were glossy too, raw from the same grief I was drowning in. "That's all any of us are doing," he said quietly.

The room felt heavier than ever. The weight of everything we were too young to carry sinking deeper into our bones. Unable to hold it in anymore, I leaned forward, pressing my forehead gently against Su-ho’s hand. His skin was warm under mine, but it wasn’t the same.

For a long moment, there was only the sound of the heart monitor, and my own broken breathing. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder, Si-eun’s. Steady and grounding.

I let myself cry, Really cry. Not just quiet tears, but the kind that shook my whole body And Si-eun stayed right there. Silent, Hurting too.

We sat there like that for what felt like forever. Two people who loved him so much, just trying to survive the wreckage he left behind.

Months had slipped by. I was getting better at surviving the days not really happy, not really sad. Just... waiting.

I still visited Su-ho every chance I could, sitting by his side, telling him about everything and nothing, even when the room felt too big and too quiet.

Si-eun and I had gotten closer too, finding time for each other even after he moved. It wasn’t perfect, but it helped.

One day, we were supposed to hang out, but he canceled last minute, claiming he was busy. I didn’t believe him. Not this time.

So I went to his mom’s apartment, where she casually mentioned he was volunteering at a youth cultural center for the weekend. I asked for the address and went straight there.

The building was huge older, with tall windows and the kind of floors that echoed your footsteps no matter how quietly you walked. Kids’ voices bounced around the halls, laughter and shouting bleeding through the open doors.

It smelled faintly like cafeteria food and something cleaner, more sterile. I wandered for about fifteen minutes before I heard it: a loud burst of muffled laughter coming from deeper inside. I followed the noise until I found the cafeteria.

It wasn’t packed, just scattered groups here and there. The light overhead flickered slightly, and the tables were old, the kind you could still find gum stuck underneath if you checked.

Near the back, four boys sat gathered around a table.

One had messy black hair and sharp, narrow eyes that flickered up as soon as I got close. Next to him was a lankier boy with glasses, his frame thin and awkward. Across from them sat a broader guy, shoulders hunched slightly as he focused on his food. And finally, there was Si-eun sitting quietly among them, not laughing, not talking, just eating with that same stoic expression he always wore lately.

I stepped closer until I was standing right beside the boy with the messy hair — the one who had noticed me first.

He looked up at me properly now, giving me a bold once-over before flashing a cheeky grin. "Lost, pretty girl?" he said, voice teasing but not unkind. "Or were you looking for someone?"

He leaned back casually in his seat, one arm draped over the back of his chair, looking way too pleased with himself. I give him a unamused look.

Across the table, Si-eun finally glanced up at me, his eyes meeting mine. He didn’t say anything, just stared, frozen mid-bite, his face impossible to read. "Since when do you volunteer?" My question was directed towards Si-eun, the three strangers around him looked surprised that I knew him, or that I actually spoke to him. "Y/N...What are you doing here?" His voice was calm as he set his chopsticks down. I shrugged walking past the other boys to lean on the table next to him. "I came all the way here to hang out with you this day, as always and you say 'I'm busy" I mock his calm tone, trying my best to make a bored expression like he does. That caused a snicker from the loud boy at the end of the table.

"I am." is the only thing he says before taking another bit of his food. I roll my eyes looking around before grabbing another chair and pulling it up sitting next to him. "well then I'll be busy with you. Y/N. Nice to meet you all" i give a kind smile to the three boys who look utterly confused.

The world blurred around me as I ran, my feet pounding against the pavement and my lungs burning with every desperate breath. I didn’t know exactly what I was running toward only that I had to get there. Had to see it for myself.

I stumbled onto the hospital property, my heart racing faster than my legs could carry me. Just ahead, standing outside the entrance, were four figures. Park Hu-Min, Go Hyun-Tak, Seo Jun-Tae, and Si-eun. I didn’t even think. I just kept moving, the ground beneath me almost nonexistent.

The three of them stood with their backs to me, facing something or... someone that I couldn’t see. I pushed my way between Hu-Min and Hyun-Tak, desperate to get through. As I brushed past Hu-Min, I caught a glimpse of his face, and for the briefest moment, I saw the sadness lingering in his eyes.

My eyes locked forward. There, just beyond them, was a wheelchair. And Si-eun, speaking softly to someone I couldn’t quite see yet.

My ears were ringing from the adrenaline, the noise of the world around me dulled to almost nothing. My heartbeat drowned everything else out. Each step closer felt like I was moving through thick water, like time had slowed just for this moment.

"Si-eun..." I whispered, my voice cracking under the weight of my fear. "Is that...?"

He turned at the sound of my voice, and when he moved, I finally saw him. Su-ho. There he was, awake.

His hair was a little longer, and he looked thinner, paler than I remembered, but none of that mattered. Nothing mattered except that it was him. My childhood best friend. My boyfriend, The person I thought I had lost forever.

When his eyes met mine, I saw the light return a tired but unmistakable smile slowly growing across his face, the same crooked grin that had once made me fall so hopelessly in love.

I stumbled forward, tears already spilling over. My hand lifted, shaking, reaching out to him like I needed proof that he was really there, that this wasn’t another cruel dream I would wake up from.

Before I could touch him, he reached up first, his hand finding mine and holding it tightly, like he was grounding me back to the earth.

"There you are, stalker." Su-ho said, his voice rough but teasing, full of more life than I could have ever hoped for. "I thought you gave up."

Taglist: N/A Header’s Creator: @saradika-graphics

[sharkpawzz]

I revoke my statement 💔💔💔

THERE IS DEFINITELY SOMETHING GOING ON BETWEEN BEOM SEOK AND SU HO TRUST 🙏🙏

[lets-get-kraken-boys]

For the yandere class 1a I would not last a bit. Like I would just start bawling my eyes out. How do you think the class would react?

(I love your writing please take care of yourself)

Oh no because SAME. I am the biggest crybaby. I feel you, boo.

However, considering the class, there's lots of ways they'd react!

Also, I wrote an imagine for Class 3-A's Big Three because I'm extra like that and HO MAH GOD, they really stole the show on this one. I AM SO SORRY I DIDN'T FOLLOW YOUR ORIGINAL IDEA! But I still hope you all like it~

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Characters Featured → Izuku (Deku), Shoto, Bakugo, The Big Three {Mirio, Tamaki, and Nejire}, and some of the members of Class 1-A

Length -> 3.1K Words

(Plz forgive me. I splurged and gave all my love to the three main boys. I left the other class members in the dust. I just have a lot of creativity coming out for them right now! If there is a specific character you'd like, please send me another request!)

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Deku is THE crybaby of the My Hero Academia universe, so I feel like you two would just cry a puddle together. In all honesty, while it hurts to see you filled with sorrow, he's thrilled that you feel close enough to them that you'd show enough vulnerability to cry! Even if your tears aren't about whether or not you trust the class or feel it is "safe" to cry, it doesn't matter to him. He'll cradle your head into the crook of his neck, rub your back, and hush your sobs with soft sighs. Deku loves having you close, he views it as a "bonding experience", so feel free to cry all you want! He's not leaving your side any time soon, so the two of you can cry together for as long as you'd like!

This is going to sound a little strange, but this vibe fits my image of SPECIFICALLY Yandere Izuku (or, at least, in my image of him)! You know Gyutaro from Demon Slayer? And you know how he acts when he is comforting Daki? That is kind of how I am envisioning him coddling you. Slightly teasing, but it comes mostly from a place of love and concern. The sadness in his voice (whether it is faked to amp up his teasing or not, in Gyutaro's case) adds to the image I have of Deku crying alongside you. Izuku is totally one of those people who is like, "Don't cry, because if you cry, then I'LL cry *proceeds to cry*."

"Aww, no, it's okay!" Izuku sits down next to you as you are crumpled on the ground, exhausted and upset. He loops his strong arms around your shoulders and holds on tight. He feels tears well up in his own eyes, but he can't seem to shake the giddy joy bubbling in his stomach from being close to his one and only. He sniffles, but a wide smile stretches up his cheeks, "It's alright, dear. Let it out. I'll sit with you as long as you need~!"

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Shoto has always been stoic because of the harsh environment he grew up in where any emotion shown is an exploitative weakness (thanks, Endeavor), so he's going to freeze up when he sees tears bubbling down your cheeks. Even as a Yandere, emotions are hard for him to wrap his head around. He can barely understand the soul-crushing feelings he has for you! So, even though you are his everything in this world, he will be rather reserved on the comforting aspect of things. Shoto is thankful in these moments that he has the rest of his class, specifically those who are more in-tune with emotional responses like Izuku, Uraraka, and Mina, to rely on.

Though, he will try to help in his own Shoto-way! Would another inconceivably expensive gift help dry your crocodile tears? Don't worry, it's his dad's card that's paying for it all! What would you like? A couple new games for your video game console so you can play together? The finest, richest, and sweetest chocolates in all of Japan? How about an all expense paid trip on the family yacht for the weekend with the whole class included? Anything you want is yours, all you have to do is name it! Though, these gifts do not come freely—he will tax you AT LEAST a two hour cuddle session in your room per each gift. IDK, seems pretty fair to me!

"Here," Shoto clears his throat, a pristine, mint green box with a perfectly constructed golden bow resting on the lid sits in his outstretched hand. You rub your eye with the heel of your palm, sniffling to clear your nose as your eyes bounce back-and-forth between Shoto's unnerving, stoic expression and the small box. On the outside, his face shows indifference, but on the inside, his poor heart is doing a dozen cartwheels after running a ten mile race. The look you're giving him (mind you, is simply a look of pure confusion) is just too cute! Don't you know what you do to him?!?!

"It's your favorite sweets. For you. Don't worry about the money, it isn't a concern." Shoto looks away, a soft dusting of blush coating his cheeks. You almost want to accept it just to get him out of your personal bubble, but you think back on the pile of all his previous expensive gifts that are stacked high in the corner of your dorm, and decide to try to deny it. Before you can utter a shaky rejection, he snatches your wrist and begins dragging you off in the direction of your dorm room, no doubt getting you ready for your practically daily cuddle session.

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Bakugo is a tricky one because it depends on the situation he catches you crying in. On one hand, he doesn't like to see you sad. There's some primal anger (it's different from his typical Bakugo-rage) that gets spun up to 100% in him whenever he sees you racked with sobs and curling in on yourself. The statements sprinting laps in his mind revolve solely around "tell me who hurt you so I know who to murder". Don't think he'll go soft on you because you're the extra who has his heart doing flips. Even if you are hesitant to reveal who mistreated you in fear of their, or your own, safety, Bakugo won't let up. He will poke, prod, threaten, and glare the answer right out of you. Once he has a name, you'd better get out of this rabid dog's way, because he will mow down any obstacle in his path on his way to the enemy. If you enjoyed the company of the person who made your sensitive self sad, you're going to have to find a lovely bouquet for their funeral.

HOWEVER! If HE was the one who made you cry...he is going to tease you about it. FRIENDS, LET ME EXPLAIN let me cook! Since becoming infatuated with you, he has learned to lighten up the bullying nature of his words. He isn't perfect, but he has certainly gotten better with his communication, BUT ONLY FOR YOU r.i.p to Deku's sanity bc he tried for YEARS to get this Pomeranian to change with no success, and you stroll along and make Bakugo clean up his act in SECONDS. That being said, he is, and will probs forever be, a sadist at heart—and he flourishes off of that devilish, delicious satisfaction over being the one responsible for making you have so much of an emotional response to his words that you actually CRY.

You'd be standing there, face tilted towards the ground. You’re attempting to shield the tears leaking down your pudgy cheeks from his judgmental view, but he’d know. It’s like a sixth sense he has—being able to just know when someone is showing their weaknesses to him. Being a brat is in his nature, and he’s the type of person who if you give him an inch, he’ll take the mile. Bakugo would feel an unconscious teasing sneer creep up onto his face at this pleasant view in front of him.

"Haaa???," he'd shove his hands into his pants pockets, lean down to catch your eye sight with his, forcing you to witness the glee he feels at your expense, "You're crying? Already? Ha! What a weakling. It's a wonder you made it this far without us to carry you through your mistakes. You should just give up on the whole independence thing, stop making a fool of yourself." He then confidently struts over to your side, nudging you forward with a gentle shove of his shoulder against yours as a warning to start walking back to the classroom. Katsuki watches with a side eye as even bigger tears gloop down your face, but only now he says nothing. He wishes you could understand where his mean words were coming from.

Trust me, Bakugo does say all of these things with twisted love in hopes that you'll stop being so determined to get away from him them. Bakugo's abrasive and brash, but he's no idiot. He sees how badly you want to get away from them, but he just can't find it inside himself to do the heroic thing and let you go. If this is how you react to the teasing of someone who loves you, then how can you survive in the real world against not-so-caring strangers?! The conclusion he comes to is that you can't. Don’t worry—he doesn’t mind becoming the one to take care of you, even if he is forced to be the big, bad wolf in your eyes.

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YOU DIDN'T ASK FOR THIS, BUT I WANTED TO WRITE ABOUT THE OTHER BIG THREE TOO BECAUSE I LOVE THEM AND I HAVE A SPARK OF CREATIVITY FOR THIS SCENARIO. PLEASE ACCEPT THIS AS MY SUBMISSION FOR CLASS 1-A AND PARDON MY LAZINESS FOR NOT WRITING THE REST OF THE STUDENTS IN THIS IMAGINE!

Our beloved Class 3-A Big Three also happen to have their eyes on you! Trust me when I say if you thought your classmates were overbearing, you're going to face a whole different overprotective beast with these three.

Mirio and Nejire basically share the same brain cell when they are together, so they just pass it on to whoever needs it most in the moment. However, when it comes to a mopey you, it is all hands on deck. They split the brain cell so they can effectively help you! They are all questions all the time, so you will be bombarded with them yelling all of these sentences in a matter of a few seconds:

"Oh no! Oh, my baby! What's wrong, sweetheart gumdrop darling???" - Nejire

"Who do I have to teach a lesson to? Don't give me that, sunshine! You're too nice for your own good! It is our job as heroes to enforce good citizenship, after all." - Mirio

"What can I get you? A warm tea? A blanket? You want a hug? I can do that easy! Hehe!" - Nejire

"Wait, I wanted to hug them first!" - Mirio

"Give it a rest, Mirio! They need comfort right now, not a fight!" - Nejire

Yeah, they're just two kids bickering over their favorite toy. They genuinely want to help you! Honest! It's just hard to not fight over you when you are simply the cutest thing they've ever seen. Nejire is also going to squeal from the cuteness you're exuding. She thinks your puffy, sad eyes and cheeks warm from an embarrassed flush is the most adorable look on you, so she isn't going to be that upset with you being down.

Tamaki is similar to Todoroki in the sense that he has no idea how to comfort emotional people, but instead of finding the courage to say or do something to help you, he is going to be HIGHLY on edge. He'll inch close when you first run up to the three of them in the hall to see what is wrong, as he is concerned why you are crying so much, but if you spare him even ONE glance, he will scamper away and face the wall in apprehension. Idiot! How could he look at you so brazenly?! Is he shameless?!?! He is such a terrible lover friend. Oh, you must hate him now for seeing you in such a vulnerable state. No! He doesn't want that! He...he l-l-loves you! He doesn't want you to go away! Oh no, what if yOU NEVER SPEAK TO HIM AGAIN OH GOD—he basically flies off the handle with worry. He's staring at the wall, shaking, afraid to do anything that may upset his flower any further.

Mirio actually has to be the one to come over and check on the poor shaking leaf of a boy for Tamaki to find the courage to say anything to you. Granted, Tamaki doesn't actually tell you the words he wishes to share with you himself.

Nejire is in the process of chatting your ears off to kingdom come and swinging you around in a tight hug when Mirio jogs back from his brief chat with the statue-esque Amajiki. Mirio shines a gorgeous smile at you as he relays Tamaki's message, "Hi, again, love! Tamaki wants to tell you that he is upset that you are crying, and to please use his handkerchief to clean your face! He insists." Mirio pries off Nejire's vice grip from you, and gently places the neat handkerchief in your palm. It is simple, white cotton with an intricate lace design stitched on the edges. You do notice that there is a dainty lilac flower embroidered with thin string on each of the four corners of the cloth.

You quietly thank Mirio, and send another thank you over Mirio's shoulder to the still shaking Tamaki. Tamaki does acknowledge your thanks with a violently tremoring thumbs up. You wipe the long tear streaks off your face, blow your nose, and take a couple of deep breaths to calm your fragile heart.

"So, what's going on, lovebug? Why all the tears?" Nejire has finally chilled out enough to ask serious questions instead of just fawning over your cuteness.

"It...it's—I don't—ugh...I-I'm s-sorry...," you're hiccupping for air, tripping all over your sentence as you feel the hot tears of embarrassment come back. You grit your teeth as another shuddering sob comes out. You can't believe you're crumbling like this in front of your superiors. Your upper classmates. You should know better than this! You're not a baby anymore! They are practically your teachers! How stupid you must look wailing and moaning like a newborn. You turn to run away, but two pairs of callused, powerful hands grab your shoulders and arms.

"No, baby, it's okay! You don't have to be sorry. Please tell us what's going on." Nejire pulls you close to her again, cupping your head into her shoulder and rubbing your back as encouragement.

"You're okay, (Y/N), no one is going to hurt you. Not while we're here. What's up?" Mirio stood beside you as a comforting hulk of a man that made you feel warm and safe. The fluttery feeling of seeing you with glassy eyes and running to him for safety like he was your hero and true love began wearing off, and the new feeling of wanting to bring immense harm to whoever had the nerve to mess with his sunshine took over. This situation wasn't just you tripping over your own two feet in the hallway in front of your teachers or something simple like that. This must be serious. He needs you to tell him what happened now before he does something irresponsible and with little thought behind his actions.

Even Tamaki perked up to hear what you were going to say. Again, he truly does want to help! He's trying to be brave for you. He didn't peel entirely away from the wall, but he did tilt his head to the side to better hear your tale.

Inhaling a few more deep breaths, you opened up, "It's...my class. They just—they won't leave me alone! Mina and Hagakure always want to play games with me, hug me, poke me, ANYTHING! They never give me space! Momo and Iida won't stop asking me if I want a private study session even though my grades are beyond fine. They even tried to force their way into my room last night to "check up" on me after I didn't want to have dinner with all of them!"

You continued after gently blowing your nose again into Tamaki's handkerchief, "I feel like I'm being watched all the time, even when I'm not around any of them! Last night, I woke up at like 3 AM and I SWEAR I saw Tokoyami's Dark Shadow in the corner of my room just...watching me. I tried asking him about it today, but he kept brushing me off. But he didn't deny any of what I said! I'm...scared. Not to mention Sero, Denki, and Kirishima won't stop messing with me! They keep tugging on my vest, breaking off buttons on my shirt, pulling at my bottoms, touching my hair—I keep asking them to back off, but they just won't stop." You hiccupped through your tears again, but it looked like you had more to say, so the three of them stayed quiet.

You started again, now with a much quieter voice, "But the worst is those three. Midoriya, Todoroki, and Bakugo. I'm always bothered by at least one of them all the time. Izuku hangs all over me and it's like he doesn't listen to a thing I say! I ask him to leave me alone, he says I don't know what I want and continues to push me. Todoroki won't stop giving me things I don't need or want that I can't repay back. Shoto says I only need to pay him back in "quality time"—which is basically him holding me prisoner in my own bed every other night. And Bakugo...I swear, I don't know if he sees me as an enemy or a doll to be tossed around. He's always talking down to me, insulting my fighting style or pointing out if I'm distracted. He goes out of his way to make fun of my appearance or if I say the wrong thing. He's...actually the reason I came looking for you three. I just don't know what to do anymore."

It was safe to say the three of them were livid to hear about all the torture you were being unwillingly dragged through. Mirio and Tamaki most of all. Mirio was infuriated to hear how Izuku had been treating you. Him, who Mirio had full trust in and respect—both of those qualities had tanked in a matter of a few minutes of hearing your recollection. Tamaki couldn't believe how Kirishima was behaving when he'd sworn to be the "manliest man to ever step foot in the Hero Alliance". Nejire was more upset to hear how her girls were having so much fun playing with little cute you without inviting her, but she was beyond fuming when she discovered how the disgusting boys were getting close to you. She felt like her words could melt metal with how fiery they felt building up in her throat.

"Hmm, how awful," Mirio had a terrifyingly dark look in his eye, one that made a shiver scamper up your spine. You'd never seen him so upset. All your tears dried as you heard him utter to his two friends that were now standing at his sides, "I think it's time we paid another educational visit to our promising young heroes, hmm~?"

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You know, I do this every time. I start writing, I don't stop writing, and when I'm done, it's hardly an imagine anymore. This is practically a whole bloody fic at this point! And I get so mad at myself for doing it too because this took me all day to write LMAOOOO. BUT! I hope you all like it! I adore The Big Three, so I hope to write for them again. They are cool hehe :3

With Love,

Kraken 🐙

[my-rose-tinted-glasses]

Post 9 Gifs of Your Favorite Characters and Let People Guess Your Type - Non QL Version

I got tagged by @wei-ying-kexing-apologist. thanks, love. 💜 I already made one of these a couple of days ago, but I only included ql, so I thought I'd make one where it was the non ql version, while keeping it asian because the world is just full of characters I love and I need to set some boundaries for myself or I'll just never decide anything. Also I gave myself like 5 minutes to come up with 9 so I don't spend the rest of my night on this. So these are the first 9 I thought of.

Motoi - Tengu's Kitchen

Pu Yi Yong - Oh No! Here Comes Trouble

Goo Ryun - Tomorrow

Yeon Si-eun - Weak Hero Class 1

Shim Deok Chul - Navillera

Jang Geu Rae - Misaeng: Incomplete Life

An Jun Ho - D.P.

Moon Dong Eun - The Glory

Lee Dong Shik - Beyond Evil

I love them all for very different reasons. I think most people have done this one but if you see this and want to do it, or even if you have done and want to do it again like me, consider yourself tagged by me here! and tag me so I can see!💜

[ghostxaya]

I know I’m late to the party, but I literally cannot stop thinking about Weak Hero Class 1. I watched it for the first time a few days ago and then rewatched it right away and I’ll watch it a third time as soon as possible.

I don’t want to say too much or go into any big spoilers, because I really loved going into it blind, but: If you like a character standing up to their bullies by being very smart (and also not holding back at all), amazing, creative and fun fighting sequences, incredible acting, deep and complex friendships and also a whole lot of emotional damage, you gotta watch it.

This show just has it all: an intriguing storyline, a protagonist you can really get behind, cheer for and care about (and are also very scared of), other characters that have interesting dynamics with the protagonist, actors giving it their all, emotional moments, fun action, a great soundtrack, great camera work and cinematography and a second season in sight! 

(Just one warning: it can be quite violent with the fighting and a bit dark in its themes, so be aware of that)

And I know it has been said many times, but it needs to be said again: the actor of Si-eun is unbelievably good in this role. Sometimes I kept missing subtitles because he’s just that good with his expressions and you can truly see all of the emotions of Si-eun in his eyes. (There is this thing that comes up again and again about how Si-eun has a certain way of looking at people and how that provokes them and … yeah, absolutely. The actor is doing an amazing job. He has also mastered the facial expression of being absolutely done with everything and everyone around him. And his acting during the last episode is truly impressive.) But he’s not the only one being amazing in their role. Everyone is actually really great, especially the actors of Su-ho and Beom-soek and then the three together of course.

Oh yeah, also, as is often the case with my favourite media: I will never be okay again after this ending. And despite that I really just want to dive into the next rewatch. Like this show actually gave me a huge boost of motivation when it comes to learning korean, because all I want is to be able to catch every single tiny detail.

And one last, but important sidenote: The chemistry between Si-eun and Su-ho is off the charts. They’re in love, your honor. 

11/10. Might actually be my new favourite K-Drama. Go check it out!

[sonicjustbecause]

Shadow's talent, his many weak spots and his defensive tactics (Sonic Adventure 2)...

I want to analyze how Shadow deals with people in the early videogames, where he is a more well rounded, balanced characters. I think he is interesting because behind all his bravado he seems to me quite afraid of people, he is always tense around them (he gets more relaxed if you catch his curiosity). That's not the first post about this, hopefully.

With Eggman. Shadow does mindgames. Although he has the upper hand, he tends to avoid to look at him.

Shadow is an amateur manipulator. He is talented (In fact he succeeds all the time with Eggman. Notably, Eggman is a psychopath and gets fooled by a kid that is not) but he is rough.

Fast glance at Amy, less than one second. Avoids to look at her despite being honest and despite Amy being harmless. Stressed.

Sonic Heroes, stressed again even though nobody wants ho harm him.

Fast glance at Rouge then, is like he is trying to hide away as much as he can... stressed, sad.

Now this is interesting - Rouge is more confident than Shadow and does mind games on him:

Shadow all confident and menacing but Rouge is unscratched.

Unlike Shadow, she doesn't try to hide when under pressure

Shadow resorts on childish insults... this show the difference of a well trained, class A manipulator (Rouge) VS an amateur like Shadow. He can fool Eggman into making him doing what he wants. he can turn Sonic's grumpiness against him but he can't play mindgames with Rouge so he attacks the way a kid he actually is does...

And then? His trademark 'now leave me alone!' attitude (This is one of the things I loved about the early Shadow, that mix of insecurity and just not truly being into fight until needed. Unlike nowadays, if he could, he preferred to avoid to fight. Mindgames were his true territory and as they say, there always is somebody who is better than you in your field).

Rouge got him. Shadow was also characterized as curious. She got his attention and then the upper hand. I think right now she understand what Shadow is like and how to deal with him. Shadow on the other hand...

He freezes and stops to talk. maybe he does this when he can't protect himself by turning away.

Eggman's call saved him at this point (though not on purpose).

Out from Rouge's speel, resorting on treathing words.

She still has the upper hand, he can't escape. Shadow is ready in his defensive position.

'No doubt' - 180°, total defensive stance.

Shadow never glances to Rouge once despite sharing his purpose. This is also tle last time he talks to her before the incident.

When comfortable he is (used to be) different... steady glance, genuine confidence, even friendly and open when confortable enough, it was just hard to get him there.

And Sonic could do that. he was himself all the time, grumpy, mysterious, but always sincere. I love the spontaneity of this gesture. This was Shadow too.

I want to show you one thing before going to other (early games). Look at Shadow posture tensing up when he shuts himself

That glare is actually defensive. Shadow stares at Rouge but his position is disadvantaged. Is like when a scared cat puffs his fur and hiss to look more menacing (Shadow is using primordial human language here. The hedgehog language would be... uhhh... hilarious?)

[hrizantemy]

Okay, taking a break from the usual content today, what are some other fandoms your in that you may wanna talk about? Anime or k-drama rcs, or that you're just wanna word vomit about?

Okay wait—this is such a fun detour because YES, I am so deep into some fandoms that it’s almost embarrassing.

K-DRAMAS:

1. Weak Hero Class 1 This show has no right being that good. The fight choreography? Unmatched. The emotional tension? Off the charts. The way Yeon Si-eun (Park Ji-hoon) portrays trauma and hides it under perfect grades and a pressed uniform?? CINEMA. I could write essays on how he uses intellect as armor. And don’t even get me started on Soo-ho—he is what loyalty looks like. I need season 2 immediately.

2. Bloodhounds It was like watching a found family build itself in the middle of a boxing ring while capitalism and cruelty lit fires around them. I didn't expect to cry??? But that’s what you get when you mix fight club energy with commentary on debt and morality. Woo Do-hwan and Lee Sang-yi’s chemistry was EVERYTHING. They went through hell and still protected each other like brothers.

3. All of Us Are Dead Forget the zombies—the real horror was the way adults failed every single kid in that school. I love a good survival story, and this one devoured me. Nam On-jo and Su-hyeok’s dynamic?? Yes. But also, give me more Gwi-nam vs Cheong-san scenes. I need season 2 to address that wild cliffhanger and also do justice for the girls who carried this show emotionally and strategically.

4. My Name Han So-hee really is absolutely amazing and said “vengeance is the only thing I want.” The tension, the brutal fights, the moral conflict—I still think about it. Also, the rain scene. You know the one. ICONIC.

5. Flower of Evil If you want romantic angst, mystery, and a morally gray man with a heart of gold… this is IT. I was on the edge of my seat and crying into a blanket at the same time.

ANIME:

1. Jujutsu Kaisen This anime owns my soul. Gojo’s philosophy vs Geto’s ideology? Tragedy. Nobara Kugisaki being that girl? Yes. Also, Megumi’s quiet grief and Yuji’s survivor’s guilt… this show does not hold back.

2. Attack on Titan No one talk to me about the ending. I’m still processing. But the worldbuilding, the moral ambiguity, the generational trauma?? Chef’s kiss. I could analyze Eren’s descent for hours.

3. Chainsaw Man I expected chaos. I got a gut-punch of existentialism, sexual repression, and emotional breakdowns. Denji is the most honestly depressed protagonist we’ve had in a while.

4. Demon Slayer It’s giving trauma, beauty, and endless swords. Also, Nezuko forever. Rengoku will never leave my heart, and if you say his name I will tear up.

5. Tokyo Revengers Yes, it’s messy. Yes, it’s chaotic. But it’s also full of ride-or-die friendships, loyalty, and surprisingly tender moments between boys who just want to protect each other and stop hurting.

If you want to scream about any of these, please let me know because I have thoughts, fan theories, and about twelve WIPs I’ve never posted. What fandoms are you in right now?? Any shows you’re binging?

[c4nddi]

I LOVE APRIL

OH MY GOD THE THING THAT I HAVE LOVED AND WAITED FOR ARE BOTH COMING IN APRIL!!!!

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CINDERELLA'S CASTLE - April 4

I have WAITED for this for MONTHS and I am SO HAPPY that in just a few days its coming out!!!!

I LITRALLY tried to avoid as much spoilers as possible( which i didnt do in other stuff that i have watched/read I practically know the orv ending despite not reading the enovel lmao)

I WAS SO EXCITED FOR THIS MUSICAL THAT I THOUGHT IT WAS SUPPOSED TO COME OUT ON APRIL 2 (i was too distracted looking at the set at the trailer that i forgot how numbers are)

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WEAK HERO CLASS 2 - April 25

HOLY MOTHER OF GOD

I CANT EXPLAIN HOW HAPPY I AM RIGHT NOW

I have waited for this for what felt like 10 YEARS. I read too many articles about for when this is going to come out.

When I say a lot I MEAN ALOT (I MADE TOO MANY TABS ON THIS ON MY PHONE) I WAS MAKING TOO MANY REMINDERS ON MY CALENDAR ON WHEN THIS IS COMING OUT ( they said it was going to come out on January, then it was moved to February, then March )

I was going to give up when i saw the cast

AND I PERSEVERED

I really love this webtoon( i havent finished it tho hehehe) and the first season really made me cry (Park Jihoon and Choi Hyun-Wook are way too good man)

SEASON 1 made me(look at the genre too many times bc the chemistry of sieun and suho is more than a bromace) feel too many emotions

I AM SOOOOO EXCITED for APRIL 25 (new christmas) AND FOR THE CAST AND THE TRAILER WAS SO SICKKKKKKK I THOUGHT I WAS ASCENDING

and I predict that there's going to be many and I MEAN MANY Su-ho flashbacks( I'll love it tho). AND THE FIGHTS OMG, I read the webtoon because of this and i HOpe it will be violent in one way or another

The lesson of this post is that waiting is sometimes fine and ok.

or something idk im still waiting for the spideypool movie ( IT WILL HAPPEN I SWEAR-)

[leekimdramas]

Weak Hero Class 1 Review

If you're wondering what would you get after adding a professional fighter, a psychopath and an inferior person together watch the drama.

Yeon Si Eun is a great student, and though he looks weak he's quite a good fighter.

But what started as something bad, turned out to be good. Si Eun found new friends - Soo Ho and Beom Seok. They all team up to take out the bad guys.

I was not really planning to watch it, but it got tons of hype when it was airing, so I decided to put it on my 'to watch' list.

And I was not disappointed. This drama is great at showcasing the friendship between the high schoolers. It also has some great fighting scenes.

It only has 8 episodes, which are about 40 minutes but everything was very well-paced. It didn't seem to be going too quick or too slow.

I think, the writers did an incredible job in creating this drama.

What stuck out to me was the acting. I love Ji Hoon (who plays Si Eun), but his acting here was not that good. Most of the time it felt like he just wanted to lie down and sleep or cry. Or something in between.

I get that he has to be a cold character, but the portrayal of that was just not great. Though I do think, he has potential, and some of the scenes showed that, however, he still needs to work on it.

The characters were very interesting, so even if the acting from some might be a let down I think the story compensates it all.

I did enjoy Beom Seok's story, but let's be honest, probably everyone's favourite was Soo Ho.

Choi Hyun Wook is just great at playing unhinged high school students.

Overall, this drama is very interesting. At first, I thought it was going to be more like The King of Pigs, but it was more similar to Lookism, Viral Hit webtoons.

I heard there will be a second season, which is great in one way, but I don't think it needs one. I will be tuning in, though.

9.5

[i-want-to-talk-about-it]

Bloodhounds review

Warning - Spoiler alert

TYPE OF CONTENT - Series (Korean)

DIRECTED BY - Kim Joo-Hwan

STARRING - Woo Do-Hwan, Lee Sang-Yi, Kim Sae-Ron, Park Sung-Woong

DATE OF RELEASE - 9th June 2023

NUMBER OF EPISODES - 8 episodes

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i am not someone who normally watch shows of this genre. i am more of a rom-com or period drama person but having said that, it doesn’t mean that i wouldn’t give a chance to this genre. i really enjoyed watching weak hero class 1 too which is of a similar taste in my opinion.

my cousin made me watch the first episode of bloodhounds even though i have recently started watching another series and i have to say that i was instantly hooked to the show. if i had to talk about one thing that the makers did right then it would be how they ended each of the episodes. each episode ended on such a note that every time i found myself instantly clicking the “next episode” button eager to find out what happens next.

i believe the casting of the show was done really well, Geun Woo (Woo Do Hwan) and Woo jin (Lee Sang Yi) really did steal my heart. their acting was par excellence, especially the action scenes. they definitely worked a lot on their physical training and took special care to come across as actual boxers and it showed. it was evident in their body language and their form when they fought, whether the boxing match or Myeong Gil’s goons. their chemistry was also something that really helped the plot in my opinion.

i also really loved how both of them were such vicious fighters who took out 30 men alone but when not beating up men they were sweet, nice and so kind that one wouldn’t think they were capable of even hurting a fly. they had high morals and i enjoyed how they never once used a fatal weapon, even during the climax scene.

Myeong-Gil too as a villain really did his job well evident from how much i ended up hating him by the end. his evil smirk and his merciless manner of work really gave me chills at certain points of time. i was lowkey not satisfied that Geun Woo didn’t kill him at the end. i would’ve loved to see him suffer. that would’ve been the only thing that could take away the pain of Tae-ho’s demise.

the show really did give me an empty feeling like every good kdrama does once it’s over and it left me wanting more. however, if i had to point out one thing that i did not enjoy then it would be the show’s pace. it felt a bit abrupt. i think they could’ve stretched the show to 12 episodes at least. since there were only 8 episodes, it kind of felt like first six were building up to something and then in the last two something entirely different happened. and while it was good for the shock aspect i think i would’ve preferred if there was a smoother transition between the plots.

overall i would give this show 4/5 points and definitely recommend everyone to watch it!

would love to have a discussion on this show so do hit the comment’s section!!

thanks for reading<3

[idolskpop]

Shin Seung Ho, Red Velvet’s Bodyguard Turned Actor, Surprises Fans with His Past Connection to Irene

Shin Seung Ho is a rising star in the Korean entertainment industry, thanks to his impressive roles in popular dramas like “Alchemy of Souls” and "Weak Hero: Class 1". But did you know that he used to be a bodyguard for Red Velvet, one of the most famous K-pop groups in the world?

How Shin Seung Ho Met Red Velvet’s Irene

Shin Seung Ho’s past as a bodyguard for SM Entertainment artists was recently revealed online, after netizens discovered a photo of him escorting Red Velvet to their schedules. The photo shows him wearing a black suit and sunglasses, looking like a professional security guard. According to reports, Shin Seung Ho worked as a bodyguard after he quit soccer, which was his dream since childhood. He was assigned to protect various SM idols, including Red Velvet, EXO, and NCT.

(Photo : KT Corporation) However, his fate with Red Velvet did not end there. In 2022, he made his debut as an actor and landed his first lead role in the movie "Double Patty". And guess who his co-star was? None other than Red Velvet’s leader, Irene! The movie tells the story of two young people who pursue their dreams and find comfort in each other. Shin Seung Ho plays Woo Ram, a former wrestler who works at a burger shop, while Irene plays Hyun Ji, an aspiring anchorwoman who struggles with her reality. The two actors showed great chemistry on screen, despite their different backgrounds and experiences. They also received praise for their acting skills and growth.

(Photo : The Qoo)

Netizens React to Shin Seung Ho’s Surprising Past

Shin Seung Ho’s past as a bodyguard for Red Velvet became a hot topic on social media, as many fans were amazed by his journey and connection with Irene. Some of the comments were: "Wow! But seriously, it would have been a shame for him not to become an actor. He made the right decision." "Daebak He filmed a movie with a singer that he met when doing a part-time job as a bodyguard." "That’s such a movie-like story. It’s also fascinating that side of him was captured in photos." Some fans also expressed their admiration for Shin Seung Ho’s handsome appearance and charisma, both as a bodyguard and as an actor. “He looks so cool in both roles. He has such a strong presence and aura.” “He is so handsome and talented. I’m glad he found his passion in acting.” “He is one of my favorite actors right now. He has such a versatile range and charm.”

(Photo : Shin Seung Ho Instagram)

Shin Seung Ho’s Future Projects

Shin Seung Ho is not resting on his laurels, as he is already receiving new project offers. Among those is the movie “Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint”, where he is rumored to work with Lee Min Ho and Ahn Hyo Seop. The movie is based on a popular web novel of the same name, which tells the story of an ordinary office worker who becomes the protagonist of his favorite novel after the world turns into a game-like system. Shin Seung Ho’s agency confirmed that he received an offer to appear in the movie, but nothing has been decided yet.

(Photo : King Kong by Starship's Instagram) If he accepts the offer, he will join the star-studded cast that includes Lee Min Ho as Kim Dokja, the omniscient reader; Ahn Hyo Seop as Yoo Jonghyuk, the strongest regressor; and Kim Go Eun as Han Sooyoung, the author of the novel. Shin Seung Ho is expected to play Lee Gilyoung, a young boy who becomes Kim Dokja’s loyal companion and friend. What do you think of Shin Seung Ho’s past as a bodyguard for Red Velvet? Are you excited for his upcoming projects? Let us know your thoughts in the comments below! And don’t forget to share this article with your friends and fellow fans of Shin Seung Ho and Red Velvet!Subscribe to IDOLS KPOP for exclusive updates and captivating content. Read the full article

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↳ Watch & rewatch drama list

I was tagged by @khaotunq and @sunshinechay 💖

- Currently (actively) watching

Midnight Museum / I tend to watch most of Gun’s series as he is one of my favourite actors, this is my one Foei series this year, so I’m have high hopes for it because I don’t wanna waste my one watch featuring him 🫤 So far I’m liking it, but I’ve only seen two episodes, so there is time for it to either sink or swim.

Bed Friend / I’ve technically not started watching this yet, but I’m going to get around to it one evening when I’m not busy lol. I’m liking what I see about it so far and NetJames seems to have a great amount of chemistry.

The Glory / This is a rough one, a lot of trigger warnings for anyone who wants to go into this series. I’m halfway through the first season, going slowly because the second season isn’t coming out for a while. But so far it’s absolutely stunning, the acting, the storyline, it’s just shocking and amazing and horrifying.

- Rewatching

My Name / Seriously one of my favourite dramas, plus it has two of my favourite Kdrama actors in it. Han So Hee (be my wife plz) and Park Hee Soon (big daddy energy)

Weak Class Hero 1 / Rewatching it while waiting for the second season, Shi Eun/Soo Ho are so damn tragic and I love it.

The Untamed / Technically I never finished watching the series originally, stopped somewhere in early 30-ish episodes. So is it really a rewatch if I never finished the last 20 or so episodes? Kinda? Maybe? Who knows. Either way, watching it again because I’ve been reading the books and it’s gotten me interested in the live actor series again, even though they cut all ‘teh gay’ out of it.

The Witch 1 & 2 / Movies, not a series. But they’re some of my faves movies and I wanna watch them all over again because they’re bad ass, plus the first movie has Park Hee Soon in it and like I said, big daddy energy 🤤

- Looking forward to

Only Friends / Who of us isn’t? Like come on!

Our Skyy 2 / Must see how the faves are doing post series!

25.3 / The MilkLove GL we’ve been screaming for ever since Bad Buddy aired, who isn’t excited for this!? Also more GeminiFourth content, it’s a win win.

Weak Class Hero 2 / I need more of this very violent drama in my life, please and thank you. Also I need to know what happens to Soo Ho!

The Glory Season 2 / I’m not even done the first season but seriously, if everyone who deserves their punishment doesn’t get their punishment, I might riot.

Cooking Crush / It’s OffGun and it’s a dumb romantic comedy, why wouldn’t I wanna watch that!?

Zomvivor / A zombie series full of BL stars? Plus Boun guest staring and the return of Jimmy to our screens, what’s not to love!?

Cherry Magic (Thailand) / Listen, don’t come for me okay!? It’s the return of TayNew, which is epic and they won’t have to deal with the massive amount of censorship that Japan did. I just want Adachi and Kurosawa to be able to kiss on screen! Like, is that so much to ask!? They didn’t even get to kiss during their wedding episode, like come on Japan!

All Of Us Are Dead 2 / I don’t wanna have to wait until 2024 for the second season 😫

I have no idea who to tag, so I’m just gonna toss out some names, no pressure if you don’t wanna do this, it’s all good 😊 - @queersouthasian @ragingbyesexual @trilliastra @himbodelamain @jeonghanurl @kurtstiel @non-binarypal7

[ghostxaya]

Su-ho and Colours

So during my recent rewatch of Weak Hero Class 1 I noticed something about Su-ho: what is up with him and colours? Throughout the series Su-ho’s outfits are quite colourful in contrast to the ones of the other students who mostly wear the black and white (or sometimes gray) school uniform. For example Su-ho sometimes wears a blue shirt or he sleeps on his pink pillow. In the first fight we even see him fight with a very green book. In general he very much stands out with being connected to colours in this way. At first I thought this was simply a way of emphasizing his character. Showing that he is quite a colourful, outgoing and literally “outstanding” person. 

But then I noticed something else. Su-ho is often connected to colours, but he is particularly connected to the colour red. Red Shirt, red jacket, red helmet, red watch and so on. So could it actually be that this contrast in colour not only emphasizes his colourful personality, but also very much foreshadows the ending? While Si-eun and Beom-seok wear their uniform or other clothes in black and white, Su-ho’s red shirt really does stand out, for example in the intro. So you could say that from the very beginning, the red colour that he is associated with marks him as the one getting hurt the worse. With red as the colour that can of course be linked to anger, violence and blood. So maybe that can be interpreted as a little nod in that direction: Su-ho’s fate had been set from the very beginning. The colour clung to him from the start.

Also as an additional side note on that: in the last episode Si-eun takes a bright red fire extinguisher to attack the two (or three if you count Beom-seok) people who are responsible for Su-ho ending up in a coma. So you could actually say that him using the colour that is heavily associated with Su-ho is a way of emphasizing that Si-eun not only wants to get revenge himself but means to help Su-ho get revenge as well.

[ven7s]

nah cuz i just finished weak hero class 1 and that shit was so fucking good 😭😭. so many emotions and just wow the acting was phenomenal and the way the whole series was filmed and the ost was all just so perfect and contributed sm to how the drama turned out. and even though a lot of things were lowk diff from the webtoon it still stuck with the mainplot which i thought was weird at first but after finishing it props to the director and writer bc it turned out so well. specifically bc i felt more emotionally invested in beom seok then with bryce in the webtoon (more on this l8r)

and also im p much caught up on the webtoon but this drama still had me at the edge like 😧 i knew what was going to happen but i was still nervous asf and it was so thrilling

WEAK HERO CLASS 1 SPOILERS UNDER CUT !!!!

like i knew that beom seok wld eventually betray them but i still lowk got attached bc of how it was just so nice to see them all together laughing and having fun. and i knew the slight red flags like when beom seok checked his instagram and soo hos instagram to see if he followed back but it was just so... 🙁🙁 nice to see them together it made me so happy😭

but yeah the mix of emotions i had for beom seok.. like i hate him. hes a coward and he did irredeamable things but at the same time i feel for him. no child should go thru that type of abuse and neglect from anyone. especially from people who are there to nurture and love...

i think yk that and him being bullied in his previous school contributed A LOT as to why he turned out the way he is. ofc its not an excuse, its never an excuse but i think its def an explanation.

but i really got so angry when specifically he hired the guy to beat up soo ho for the like the 3rd time and after the boxing scene when he went up and started kicking soo ho on the head and stomach repeatedly. and also when he started to cry after realizing that soo ho wasnt breathing and how he was in a coma like mfw...😭?? not to mention the way he continued to blame young yi for the friendship falling apart.. like bro...you did that to yourself ☠️

but the thing is i dont think ill ever be able to fully hate him ??? ITS SUCH A WEIRD AND COMPLEX FEELING. like i genuinely believe that if he grew up in a loving and stable home he wldve never turned out like that. he wldve been such a sweet person😭😭. and ik that not all abuse victims turn out to be terrible people like him but idk i feel like he rlly wldve been so much better if he grew up with parents who genuinely wanted him and not just as a public stunt. even if he got therapy i think he wldve improved lowk.

but like man when episode 8 started off with all of them in the classroom on cleaning duty, just laughing and being friends that fr broke me 😕 + that whole scene when si eun was gettting revenge but couldnt hit beom seok and left the classroom and when people tried to stop him he like ounched the window next to him and started screaming LIKE MANN THAT HIT SO HARD😭😭😭 cuz hes supposed to be the smart composed person but when he started yelling it just hurt so bad 🫠

and man when i saw the eunjang sign,, the way i legit screamed ☠️☠️ IM SO EXCITED 😭

ALSO,, even though i havent watched a lot of dramas this year i think this drama is definitely one of the best, at least, its my personal favorite. and i might be biased bc ive been reading weak hero since i was in middle skl and it has a special place in my heart but idc its literally so well done😭😭 anyways my god this got way too long LMFAO and to anyone whos still reading this thanks for listening to my ramble and look at these photos from the actors instagrams 😭😭

TLDR: weak hero manhwa > weak hero kdrama but the kdrama was still pretty good wish they stuck more to the og manhwa but it turned out good so im not thaaat mad about it and im actually very psyched for s2 to come out and tbh just grateful we got a kdrama😭 +++ the OST is absolutely wonderful😞