#Pi Hanwool

[i0099z]

whoever did the casting for study group will always be in my good books

[freakmcnastyy]

Feathery

Pi Han Wool x f!reader

Summary: The most dangerous boy at school develops an interest in a girl who’s his complete opposite and invites her to the prom.

Note: I don’t even know how this idea came to me, I was thinking about Lumière and Plumette. AND GOD I’ve been gone for so long I’m so sorry 😭 It’s insanely hot right now and I swear I’m too tired to even breathe.

This whole thing weirdly feels like “Golden Brown”

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The bell had just rung, but the campus was quieter than usual. At Yusung Technical High, silence meant one of two things:

Either the inspectors were on campus…

Or Pi Han Wool was walking the halls.

Today, it was the second one.

This guy didn’t even carry his bag over his shoulder. He didn’t need to—who was gonna say anything? He was the shadow of the whole damn school. Hands in his pockets, strolling like he owned the place. When he passed a classroom, some students didn’t even dare look out. If you locked eyes with him, it felt like you’d just made the worst mistake of your life.

But that’s when he saw you.

You were pinning notes to the bulletin board in front of your class. You had a handful of colorful post-its—blue, orange—and one was just slightly crooked, and you looked ready to fight it into place.

You were in uniform, but… some people just wear it differently, you know? Your skirt hit just at your knees, your shirt was ironed, collar slightly open. Your hair was tied up but two strands insisted on falling into your face.

Something shifted inside Han Wool.

First thought: “Who is this girl?”

Second: “Why have I never noticed her before?”

And the third… the third was a little messier.

His heart.

See, Han Wool’s heart wasn’t the kind of place that welcomed softness but the moment he saw you, something inside his chest—something tiny, quiet—melted for a split second.

He felt it. And it made him uncomfortable. Kinda pissed him off.

He turned to Min-hwan, his voice low and cold as always.

“Who’s that?”

Min-hwan glanced your way and smirked.

“Oh, her? Club president. Writes for the school paper, I think. I forgot her name. She’s like, model student material. Why?”

Han Wool didn’t answer. Didn’t feel the need to.

But his mind whispered:

“Fuck… how the hell did I never see this girl before?”

You were still messing with the board. At one point, you looked up. Your eyes didn’t wander. They went straight to Han Wool.

He was looking at you and you were looking back.

There was no judgment in yours. No fear.

Just… curiosity.

“I’m gonna burn this girl,” Han Wool thought.

And maybe he was right. His world was flammable.

Fighting. Strategy. Pressure. Control.

Everything either broke or burned.

But you? You were featherlight. Soft. Sweet. The kind of thing that’d go up in flames with the slightest spark.

So he didn’t approach.

But from that moment on— He started watching you. Closely.

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In the days that followed, he saw you everywhere. You had no idea.

Reading by the window during lunch, walking slow through the hall, fixing your bag strap as you left school..

One time, you even slipped—and caught yourself on the wall just in time.

He remembered all of it.

One day, Min-hwan asked:

“Dude, what is up with you? You’ve been staring at the same spot for weeks.”

Han Wool scowled, shrugged.

“I dunno… she pisses me off. She’s too innocent. Too pure…” He trailed off, chuckling.

Min-hwan laughed, but Han Wool didn’t.

Because you really were too delicate for him. But soon enough, he was the one who’d strike the first match.

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The poster went up. Big bold letters. Bright colors.

And when you saw it, your eyes widened just a little.

“PROM! 💐”

“Yusung students only. Formal wear required.”

You couldn’t help the little flutter in your chest. These things were rare for someone like you. You were quiet, kept to yourself. Always tucked away in your books, head bent over club work, watching the courtyard from a distance during lunch.

But something about the idea of the dance… it touched you. Because even the most reserved person—deep down—wants to feel like “someone” for a night. Wants to wear something pretty, lock eyes with someone while music plays, dance… Even if it’s just for one song.

But while you were dreaming… the rest of the school? They were already going feral. Especially the girls.

There weren’t many girls to begin with but once the news broke?

“Who’s asking who?”

“If you dance with Pi Han Wool, you’re basically famous.”

And yeah—just as you guessed—he got the first ask.

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Han Wool was sitting in the back garden behind the school, perched on one of those old benches. Standard school uniform. Tie loose. Fresh bandage on his cheek. Min-hwan beside him, fiddling with a little bead gun like he was bored out of his mind.

Two girls approached, hesitantly. One looked like she’d bitten her own tongue.

“Um… Han Wool, would you… maybe wanna go to the dance with me?”

Han Wool barely lifted his head.

“No.”

The girl froze. Her friend touched his arm, tried again:

“Just for one night—could be fun—”

Han Wool turned slowly. His eyes? Ice.

“Don’t touch me.”

They shut up.

Backed off.

Ran.

Min-hwan snorted.

“Damn, you went hard. Good though. They’re nuts.”

Han Wool didn’t reply. His mind was elsewhere.

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Same day. Same courtyard. Just a little further down.

You were there.

Sitting alone. Bag on your lap. Doodling something in your notebook.

Han Wool didn’t say a word. Just walked over with Min-hwan. Their steps were slow. Like they’d planned it.

You didn’t even notice at first. Only when the shadow crossed your page. You looked up.

Two boys were standing in front of you.

Min-hwan was smirking, clicking his little bead gun. Click. Click. Click.

But it was Han Wool that got your attention. Broad shoulders. Perfectly fitted shirt. But his eyes… They were dark, focused, locked on you.

“Get up,” he said.

Your body stiffened. What was going on?

“Um… did I do something?”

Han Wool stepped a little closer. There was no threat in his voice—but his whole presence was a kind of threat. Still… this time felt different.

“No. I just wanna ask you something.”

You looked away. Slowly stood up. Your hands trembled. Your heart pounded.

Min-hwan kept clicking the toy. Han Wool turned his head. Min-hwan shut up. Pocketed the toy and walked away.

Now it was just you, him and the silence.

Neither of you spoke at first. Then he looked at you, dead serious:

“Got a date to the dance?”

Your brain short-circuited. What the hell did he just say?

“No… I mean… I wasn’t really planning to…”

That’s when he looked at you differently.

Softer. One word:

“Come with me.”

You blinked. Was this a joke? Was he messing with you? But no. He looked serious. No smirk. No play. Just a boy, asking. And then he added:

“Don’t overdo it. But be pretty.”

You swallowed.

Didn’t say yes.

Didn’t say no.

But he turned around and walked away. Left you standing there, heart banging against your ribs.

“Pi Han Wool just asked me to the dance.”

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The gym sparkled. Streamers hung from the ceiling, looking cheap in daylight, but under those lights? They glittered like crystal. The air was thick with excitement.

Boys in suits—some barely fitting. Girls, transformed.

You…

Looked at yourself one last time in the mirror. Soft curls. Simple makeup. But your eyes… They were dreaming.

Your dress wasn’t short. Wasn’t long either. Brushed your knees when you walked. Your shoulders bare. Elegant. A single pearl necklace rested at your throat—something you gifted yourself that morning.

One deep breath— And you stepped into the gym.

Everyone was there and every eye found you.

Mouths parted. Whispers passed.

“Isn’t that the quiet girl?”

But you didn’t hear them. You were looking for him.

And right then, In the crowd, in the noise..

He walked in.

Black suit. White shirt, no tie. Clean shoes. Hair that looked like it’d been styled, but still held that effortless mess.

People moved for him. Like they always did.

But he didn’t look at anyone. He was looking for you. Slow steps. He stopped in front of you. Didn’t look down. Just… looked. One second. Then cleared his throat.

“You look beautiful.”

His tone was a little less icy than usual. Like the words were hard to say—but he meant them.

His eyes?

They said: You’re the one I chose.

You dipped your head. Cheeks warming. Couldn’t quite meet his gaze. You smiled. And for the first time… You weren’t afraid of him.

Then the music started.

A waltz. Slow, deep. The kind that tugs at your chest from the first note.

Couples gathered on the floor.

Han Wool held out his hand. His palm was rough—but steady. You looked at it. Then at him.

And took it.

You stepped together onto the dance floor. The gym’s polished wood glowed beneath your feet. When he placed a hand on your waist, you flinched. Eyes shut for a moment. But he paused.

Didn’t move further. Didn’t want to scare you.

He could crush you. But he was trying not to.

That was what hit you the hardest. You were close. So close you could hear him breathe. You stopped avoiding his eyes. Looked up. Met his gaze.

“You’re not as bad as they say,” you said. The words just came.

“I mean, I’ve heard stuff. That you scare people. Threaten teachers. But right now… I don’t know. You don’t seem that bad.”

He didn’t answer right away. His eyes drifted to nothing. Then returned to you.

Quietly, firmly:

“You’re wrong. I’m that bad.”

You blinked.

“Really?”

He nodded slightly.

“I’m not a good person. I don’t go easy on anyone.”

Then softer. Almost a whisper.

“Except you.”

Those words… Just two. But they set your chest on fire.

You were embarrassed. But not happy. Because you understood. He wasn’t trying to be good. But for you? He was trying to be harmless.

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The music ended. The gym buzzed. But you…You were in a silent world.

The dance was over. But for you, everything had just begun.

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The moon hung heavy in the sky. The gym was nearly empty. The crowd was gone. Laughter faded. Dresses stuffed into bags.

You hadn’t left. You were sitting on an old wooden bench behind the school. Just you and him

Your back straight. Hands folded in your lap. Han Wool leaned back, eyes turned toward the sky. The wind was soft. Still chilled your skin. But something deeper was making you shiver.

“Why me?”

Your voice was soft, but clear.

“Why did you ask me, out of everyone?”

He didn’t answer right away. Checked the words in his mind.

“Because you’re nothing like anyone I know… You’re the exact opposite of me.”

His eyes held weight. Like even saying that took energy.

He went on:

“And you know what they say. Opposites attract.”

You dropped your gaze. Scuffed the dirt with your shoe. Another pause. Then, quietly—

“I’ve heard a lot about you…”

Your voice cracked a little. But there was no judgment. Only wonder.

“You’ve done a lot of bad things… And you’re still being this gentle with me. It’s surprising.”

Han Wool let out a breath. Ran a hand through his hair. Talking about this stuff wasn’t easy for him. It just… wasn’t something he did.

“Because when I look at you, It feels like you’d break if I touched you wrong.”

He looked at you. Really looked.

You turned away. Confused. Scared of your own thoughts but you had to say it. That thing that had been sitting inside your chest, slowly forming shape.

“I’m afraid you’ll burn me.”

He froze. Held his breath. Eyes narrowed. He didn’t break But he thought.

Then he leaned just a little closer. Gently touched your shoulder.

“You should be,” he said.

“Because I can’t help it sometimes. I’m used to hurting the people around me.”

Then softer.Almost confessing.

“But if I hurt you… It’ll feel like I hurt myself.”

Silence fell. The air between you changed. Not cold but heavy.

Then, for the first time… With no smirk, no sarcasm, just plain honesty, Pi Han Wool looked you dead in the eyes.

“Will you go out with me?”

[sunnysana]

Hello! Can I request a Pi Hanwool x reader FF where in the reader is a shy and kind girl and she's the gf of Pi Hanwool, but few knows their relationship. So when she joined the Study Group, she and Ga Min are getting closer like friends (but Ga Min has a crush on her). Then one day, Pi Hanwool see them together and he can't help but be jealous and possessive to the point that everyone now knows their relationship. It's a fluff btw 🫶🫶🫶 THANK YOU SO MUCH, THIS IS MY FIRST TIME REQUESTING SO SORRY FOR THE DEMAND 🥰

Pi Hanwool x F! Reader / When he gets possessive

A/N: Hiii, thank you so much for the request. I love being the first one to do your request. I love how you already know what you want me to write! Makes it fun and easier. I hope it's enough fluff and that you enjoy<3. I love this for the first study group fic I'll be writing!

Warning(s): None!

"Seriously?" He chuckled as if it was amusing but sounded displeased at the same time. "You joined a study group?".

That's how the conversation had went when he first found out you've joined Yoon Gamin's study group. He didn't really take it seriously. Cause how would a study group last in a school like this?

That's what he thought at first. Though now he takes it a bit more seriously than before. All because of Yoon Gamin.

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Hanwool walked through the halls with his sidekick also known as Minhwan. No one dared to cross his way.

Hanwool had a straight face on as usual. Meanwhile, Minhwan was playing around with his gun.

"She really joined a study group?" He laughed amused like it's the weirdest thing he heard in a while. "Yeah, and it's with that Gamin nerd." He scoffed.

"Aren't you gonna do something?" Minhwan fidgets with his gun. "Nah..." he brushed it off "it's gonna fall apart soon anyway, you really think a study group could last in a place like this?".

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A few days later there you were in the library after hours with the newfound study group. You were sitting on the side facing the door next to Gamin. Meanwhile, Sehyun was sitting on the other side.

The others, Joon, Heewon, and Jiwoo had already left as you were just finishing up some homework.

Earlier that day you had gotten a load of math works which you didn't quite get. After all math isn't your best subject, you'd say English is your strongest subject instead.

So Gamin offered to help as soon as you got it handed out. Which you ofcourse accepted because you didn't wanna get behind the others and keep up with the workload.

He adjusted his glasses as he started to explain another question. Sehyun, on the other hand, was already done and got up to leave. "See you tomorrow, don't stay too long okay?". You nod with a sweet sounding hum as you wave Sehyun bye.

After Gamin's best friend left he scooted a little closer with a small blush you didn't even notice. "Ah right, so for this question you need to use this formula and then do this..."

He went on like that. Anything that had to with studying got him excited, and he tried to explain it even better than normal because it's you he's teaching.

About an hour passes, and you finally finish up and walk out together. It's just right around dinner time, so you've finished at a perfect timing.

Recently, you have grown closer to Gamin and the others that you'd call them your best group of friends. However, you'd say you've been around Gamin the most recently.

You both head out together with only a few inches between you. However, you didn't mind as you two are close friends in your mind. However, he'd hope it was more besides that, though he wouldn't tell you.

"How about we get some Ramyeon at the convenience store we usually go to? I'm starving". Gamin offered as he looked your way with a cute smile.

You chuckled as you remembered something. "Yeah sure I'm so hungry, remember last time that Joon was so hungry he tried eating Ramyeon when hot and burned his mouth?." I remind him and laugh.

Moments later, you get there. You had promised Hanwool you'd come to Yeonbaek after you've had dinner, so it's even more convenient for you since it's almost right around the corner.

Gamin and you took a seat opposing each other with hot ramyeon as you chatted. However, you didn't know that about ten minutes later, your boyfriend had walked into the store to get some snacks for when you were supposed to hang out.

Hanwool himself didn't immediately notice as he was busy roaming the aisles, deciding on what to get the two of you. As usual, he just takes what he sees fit. He doesn't have to worry about his spending habits as his father is the boss of YB anyway.

The moment he noticed is when he saw the reflection of a familiar girl's back in the window glass with a nerdy boy on the opposite side.

You were too deep in the conversation and food to notice Hanwool's staring. He might look stoic and expressionless as usual, but if you could sense what he's feeling inside, it would be far from it.

He can't believe it, he thinks it's humorous the guy thinks he has a chance but also feels jealous of the biggest nerd in school chatting with you. Even having dinner together. He can't just leave it like that can he?

He put the snacks aside for a moment and strode over with hands in his pockets and hugged you from behind. Which suprised both you and Gamin but both for different reasons.

You hadn't expected Hanwool to be here at this time as he's usually still having dinner with his father around this time, or he'd be hanging out on the sofa with Minhwan as usual as he's often around.

However, Gamin had all types of thought going through his head. Why is this guy hugging you from behind? Who is this guy? Why does it have to be now? It didn't hit him yet, he didn't realize that it was THE Pi Hanwool yet as he hasn't seen him face to face before.

Hanwool broke the silence. "I see you're having dinner with this study group guy?" He pulled back, and you looked at him, happy to see him. "Yeah, I thought it'd be convenient as it's so nearby, then it wouldn't take to get to you, he helped me with math too" you said simply with a hint of innocence as you didn't realize the way it seemed.

Both you and Gamin had finished up a minute ago and were gonna leave in a moment anyway. So you both stood up, Gamin with a tad of awkwardness. "Let's go, shall we? I'll see tomorrow, Gamin. " You told him goodbye, head out with Hanwool holding his hand and forget the snacks.

When you got back to the YB building where he resides he immediately resorts to uncharacteristically clingy before and cuddling you all the time. Though if you'd point it out he'd play it off as just being comfy.

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The following day at Yuseong Technical High, everyone started to notice how close he was to a certain someone being you. Even Minhwan hadn't expected to see him be this sweet and close to you in public.

It's only that day when Gamin realized it was Hanwool he saw with you the day before.

In the break, Hanwool even told you to sit with him and his guys instead of with the study group. He promised he'd get you some strawberry milk and your favorite snack, too, after all. He didn't want you to be with Gamin much. After all, you're his at the end of the day. And he's not planning on letting you go.

Now the whole school knows just how much of a softie he is for you. Though no one dares to tell him that. He's still the no.1 on the ranking after all.

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A/N:

I hope you all liked it, I hope it's not to short. It's fun to me how he's the most requested person in my inbox, so you can expect more!

Also, it's not proof read by me so let me know if anything seems off!

[juliettejwnewinesa]

Have you seen Study Group?

🦁

He Only Listens to You

Pairing: Pi Han-wool x Reader (Y/N) Setting: Canonverse (Study Group timeline, violent high school, fights, tutoring, dark undertones) Genre: Romance, Angst, Action, Obsession, Smut Length: Full one-shot ~10,000+ words POV: Third person (Y/N-focused)

Author's note: Have you seen night has come?

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Y/N didn’t understand what she had done to earn Pi Han-wool’s loyalty.

He didn’t talk to anyone. He didn’t fight for anyone but Ga-min. And he definitely didn’t give a shit about anyone else.

But when it came to her, something shifted in his gaze. He looked at her like she was a secret only he got to keep. Like he could kill for her, die for her, or sit in silence for hours beside her and it would still mean more than anything.

It started during the second semester.

Y/N had been assigned to tutor the bottom five students in Class 3-5. She didn’t complain. Not out loud, at least.

But when Pi Han-wool dragged his chair across the floor and dropped into it with the quiet rage of someone who had seen too much for someone his age, she froze.

“You don’t have to try with me,” he said without looking at her.

“That’s fine,” she answered, flipping through her notes. “I’ll try anyway.”

That night, someone from Class 2-4 tried to grope her on the way home.

The guy didn’t make it to second period the next morning. No one saw Han-wool move, but the guy was found behind the gym with a broken wrist and a shattered jaw.

Y/N never said a word. Neither did he.

But after that, he started sitting closer. He’d rest his cheek on his arm and pretend to sleep while she explained algebra. His eyes were always half-open. Watching her lips. Watching the way her fingers moved. Watching the world only through her.

He only spoke when she spoke to him. He only acted when she was in danger.

When Ga-min went down in a fight and everyone turned to Han-wool, he didn’t move.

Until Y/N whispered, “Help him.”

Then he snapped.

Like a dog off leash, he cut through the crowd like wind. Fists cracked bone. Blood spilled. And when it was over, he came back to her, shirt stained red, eyes asking for praise.

She never gave him what he wanted.

Not then.

The night everything broke open, it was raining.

She found him behind the school, knuckles raw and eyes empty. A cigarette dangled from his lips even though he never smoked. It was someone else's. A threat, maybe. A promise.

“You’re hurt,” she said.

He shrugged. “They deserved it.”

“Who?”

“Anyone who looked at you too long.”

He kissed her like he wasn’t supposed to.

He kissed her like the world was ending.

His hands were cold from the rain but her skin burned wherever he touched. His mouth was rough, desperate, but when she gasped, he pulled back like he had overstepped.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asked.

Her fingers curled into his soaked shirt. “No.”

In her bedroom, he barely said a word.

But the way he touched her said everything.

He stripped her down slowly, reverently, like memorizing a textbook he couldn’t afford to fail. His hands trembled, not from fear, but restraint.

“You’re the only one who talks to me like I’m human,” he whispered against her thigh.

Then he devoured her.

She thought he’d be brutal—and he was, in his own way. But there was a worship in his violence. A kind of hungry need to leave no part of her untouched.

He stayed inside her as long as she’d let him.

When she asked if he wanted to stop, he shook his head and begged, “Not yet.”

After that night, he didn’t change.

He was still silent. Still deadly. Still loyal to Ga-min.

But everyone noticed the way he moved when she walked by. The way he stood behind her in fights, always between her and the chaos.

Someone asked him, half-joking, if she was his weakness.

He looked them dead in the eyes and said, “No. She’s my reason.”

She tried to leave him once.

Told him he was too intense. Too much.

He didn’t argue. He didn’t beg.

He just looked at her like she had gutted him. Then he walked away.

A week later, she woke up with bruises on her window sill—not hers. Knuckles. Like someone had been standing outside every night, fists clenched, watching over her in the dark.

When she confronted him, he just said, “You said I couldn’t have you. Not that I couldn’t protect you.”

She kissed him again.

Harder this time.

When the school collapsed into war, and every faction turned on itself, Han-wool fought without mercy.

But when someone grabbed Y/N by the throat and held a knife to her cheek, he lost it.

He didn’t stop hitting the guy until his own fists split open.

She had to pull him off, whispering his name over and over until he collapsed against her.

“They touched you,” he gasped, voice shaking. “They don’t get to touch you.”

She held him that night.

Let him bury himself inside her again and again until he was too tired to move. Until the only thing he could say was her name.

They called him a monster.

They were right.

But even monsters have someone they’d never hurt.

Someone they’d burn for.

And for Pi Han-wool, that person was her.

Only her.

Always her.

[soneblomsblog]

Don’t Touch What’s His

Pairing: Pi Han Wool x Fem!Reader (yoon ga min?)

Summary: Yoon Ga Min didn’t mean to start anything he just asked you to join his study group. Too bad everyone at school knows better than to mess with Pi Han Wool’s girl.

Warnings: jealousy, tension, possessiveness, threats (not-so-subtle), mild language

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I was just sitting there, minding my own business, flipping through my notes when someone dropped into the seat across from me like we were already friends. I looked up, and yeah it was that new guy. Yoon Ga Min. He was one of a kind well in my opinion, the kind that made people either curious or nervous because I heard about him fighting also.

“You should join our study group,” he said out of nowhere. “We could use someone smart like you.”

I blinked. Huh?

Before I could even think of what to say, the chair next to me scraped so loud I flinched.

“Move.”

It was Min Hwan. And judging by the way he was glaring at Ga Min, things were about to get awkward real fast.

Ga Min raised an eyebrow, not even flinching. “It’s just a chair.”

Min Hwan didn’t budge. “Yeah, and she’s just Pi Han Wool’s girlfriend.”

Then a random student popped up outta nowhere like he was waiting for this exact moment. “Bro. You’re either new or crazy. Everyone knows not to mess with her.”

I sighed. Here we go again.

And then like clockwork I felt him before I even saw him.

Han Wool.

He didn’t say anything right away, just stood there behind Ga Min with that cold stare that always made people shut up real quick.

Ga Min slowly got up, trying to act unbothered, but I could see the tension in his shoulders. “Didn’t mean anything by it,” he said. “She just looked interesting.”

Han Wool’s voice was quiet, but sharp as hell. “She is. And she’s mine.”

I reached for his sleeve, tugging gently. “Let’s just go.”

He put his arm around me like a claim, and we started walking away. I didn’t need to look back, but I did anyway.

Ga Min was still staring at me.

And the worst part?

A tiny part of me… kinda wanted to stare back.

[simsimjaeyun]

New fixation : Cha Woomin

I also saw a different picture of his, but I will gatekeep hehehhehehehehehhe

[xoxolaw]

+ PI HAN WOOL

+ MASTERLIST

COMING SOON

AUTHOR'S NOTE

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[agiboklixx]

pi hanwool x reader (in my head its drama/cha woomin hanwool since i havent read the whole webtoon) where reader thinks hanwool is fearless n has no weaknesses but hanwools only weakness is reader

[tbhidrc]

Study group ch 198

I literally cannot believe that pi hanwool literally ON THE VERGE ON DEATH(tho i think hes alive and in hiding atleast thats what theyre suggesting) LITERALLY THE LAST THING JE DID was text his gf telling her to go tell gamin to help his sister with her play and make sure she doesnt get bullied. LIKE R U KIDDING ME IM GONNA BE SICK ITS SO SWEEET. Like the FIRST THING HE THINKS OF IS HIS SISTERS PLAY THAT HE PROMISED TO HELP HER WITH

they do always show him as someone who takes promises very seriously. Even the promise that gamin made to protect and change the school

Ik that technically hanwool is a bad guy but come onnnnn. I have a thing for villains 🤷‍♀️

Also his gfs hot too dayum

Also I HATE HIS DAD AND MA MINEHA OMG

[i0099z]

i hate many men but yoon gamin is NAWT one of them

[freakmcnastyy]

Cha Woo-min x Short Reader Headcanons!

Cha Woo-min x f!reader

Warnings: Can fit any chracter of Woo-min.

Note: Anon request!

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He always teases you about your height — especially when you’re drinking.

The moment you grab a drink, he narrows his eyes and smirks:

“Hmm… Pretty sure your tiny body wasn’t built for this stuff. You can get drunk easily.”

You’re never quite sure if he’s serious or just messing with you, but that sly grin on his face? Yeah. That gives him away every time.

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Sometimes he hides your everyday stuff on the top shelf just to watch you struggle.

You try to get it yourself (you almost fall off a chair once) because you’re stubborn like that. He lets you struggle for like 10 seconds before picking you up like it’s nothing and placing you on his shoulders.

“Stop putting things up there!”

“Can’t help it. You look too damn cute when you’re mad.”

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He always loses you in crowds.

He seriously considered tying a balloon to your wrist so he wouldn’t lose sight of you. But instead, no matter how many bags he’s carrying, one hand is always holding your wrist.

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You can never both fit in the front camera.

You’re either jumping to be in frame or he’s crouching like a folding chair.

“Let's just sit down somewhere, dumbass!” you grumble, half laughing.

“Where exactly? The middle of the street?”

Eventually, he just hoists you onto his back and boom—perfect selfie. Problem solved.

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He loves dressing you in his clothes.

There’s something about seeing you drowned in his oversized t-shirts that drives him insane. Once, when you were shivering from the cold, he gave you his jacket — it was so big you looked like a kid playing dress-up.

You tried wearing his boxing gloves once too, but no matter how tight he tied them, they looked more like oven mitts on you.

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When you hug, your head always lands on his chest.

He wraps his arms around you and pulls you in until you can barely breathe — but hearing his heartbeat is worth it.

When you wanna wrap your arms around his neck, he just picks you up without saying a word. Legs around his waist, hands in his hair — and he grips your hips like you belong there.

Same goes for kissing. You’re either tiptoeing for your life or he’s basically folding in half. There’s no in-between.

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He finds it hilarious when you’re angry.

Hands on your hips, ranting away — and he’s just standing there with the dumbest grin on his face.

Even in serious moments, he won’t stop messing with you. He’ll randomly squish your cheeks or ruffle your hair mid-lecture.

“God, you’re like a pissed-off kitten. I wanna bite you.”

And yeah… he actually does. Cheeks, ears, even the tip of your nose.

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There was this one time the Wi-Fi wasn’t working outside…

You were on your tiptoes, phone raised like you were trying to catch a signal from space. He watched you for a second, then casually grabbed your leg and lifted you up like a crane.

“It’s working! I’ve got signal!” you cheered, and he just laughed and set you back down like it was nothing.

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He’s always the big spoon.

Sometimes he even rolls over you like a human blanket. But most nights, you’re the one sprawled across his chest like a human teddy bear.

“Can you breath?” you ask, looking up.

“Can’t even feel you. You weigh like a feather,” he says before pressing a kiss to your nose.

[phihanwool]

what would they do if another guy tries to ask you out? — with yoon gamin, ma minhwan, phi hanwool

GAMIN

tbh when he first saw a guy talking to you, he didn't think too much of it.

but when he sees how you are looking around nervously, he is standing by your seat in an instant, looking at the guy.

"hey y/n~ what are you doing after school? do you want to hang out?"

"no, sorry-"

"come on, it will be fun~"

"do you not understand? she said no" gamin is looming over your seat.

when the guy sees gamin, he instantly backed off: "s-sorry!!! please don't kill me!!!" and runs off

gamin: "? i wasn't going to kill him"

you thanked gamin for saving you from the guy's pestering

"of course, a guy should stop asking when the girl already says no."

he's a gentleman!!!!!

MINHWAN

yeah.... rip to whoever is asking you out

i mean,, how did the guy not know you're minhwan's?

to be fair, the guy is new around town, and he happens to saw you waiting for minhwan

"hey girlie, you here alone? wanna hang out?"

oh boy.

before you could even answer, minhwan's (toy?) gun is already in the guy's face

poor guy is scared as hell

"hey~~ what do you think would happen if i shoot this~~" minhwan says in a singsong voice

his face darkens, "if you don't want to find out. then fucking scram. she's mine."

you're just standing there like.. Bro it's not that serious

"minhwan! why would you do that! i was going to reject him anyways."

"he should have know you were mine to begin with~"

HANWOOL

another poor lad who is new around the school and does not know who you were...

but you were from another school and came to visit hanwool for fun

technically everyone in the school knew who you were cuz you know... boss' son's gf

you were leaning by the windows, waiting outside hanwool's classroom and some guy noticed you

bro had the nerve to put his hand at the space next to you, trying to pin you against the window

“whats a gorgeous girl like you waiting around here for?”

you looked up at him from your phone in pure disgust

whatever the guy was going to say next, he didnt get to. because hanwool’s lackeys had already flung the guy all the way to the end of the hallway

“w-what the hell?” the guy stammers, his face was bruised from the impact

hanwool steps out of the classroom, expression calm but his eyes were sharp

"you think you can just talk to my girl?"

the guy tries to stand, but hanwool's lackeys pushes him down

"boss what do we do we him?"

hanwool slings an arm around your shoulder and led you away while motioning his hands to his minions

"do whatever you want with him"

his minions grinned and cracked their knuckles

rip...

a/n: yeah.... hanwool's was abit too long. sorry if this is ass / ooc T_T i wanted to include geonyeob but his character is abit hard for me to write

[avoiltaire]

park gunyeob. you cannot win

[cupidsonly]

smth about villains man😩😩

Hello! Can I request a Study Group ff wherein reader is the secret girlfriend of Pi Hanwool, that means no one knows except Minhwan that she is the gf. The reader was known as the kind and quiet type of student and a people pleaser too. That is why she can't deny when girls asking her to do things and boys making a move on her. Then one day, Pi Hanwool saw a boy (you can decide who) flirting with her to the point that the reader is visibly uncomfy. So Hanwool intervene (he's possessive and jealous) and that's the time that everyone know who she is.

Sorry if it's too specific. You can change it however you like. I just want to see Hanwool being possessive ACKKK

Hey! Took a while to respond. Sorry about that 😔. Anyway 😄

!!SECRET SOFTIE <3

Warnings: violence, bullying, intimacy

Honestly how did you even bag this man?

And further, getting him to care about you? Like he don't be giving fucks about anybody. I'm pretty sure he doesn't go out of his way at all to make life convenient for someone else.

I'm willing to bet money he's done the opposite though, gleefully even.

The love he holds for you must be so genuine.

Cause he loves you enough to acknowledge that he's bad for you, stay away and be respectful, and also step in when you need help. (Which is bare minimum btw)

The fact that y'all are together, he didn't even want Minhwan to know. (He knows that bitch is a gossip 😭) That's just how much he wanted to protect you.

He takes almost every precaution possible to make sure that word doesn't get out. He's trying to do things right.

Sure it'd be easier for him if he could just prance around with you hanging off of his arm, but that would mean, when he's not around, you'd have to be constantly guarded and watched. And he doesn't wanna suffocate you like that. You're his pookie bear. Your comfort is his top priority.

Minhwan only knows cause he walked in on you two 😔. Hanwool was leaving pecks below your ear and reading a book while you were sitting on his lap. He's still mad about him ruining the moment.

We're getting off track. Anyway, precautions..

Hanwool avoids you like the plague at school. He almost never goes on outdoor dates and when he does, he puts on a heavy disguise.

You're not saved on his phone. He memorized your number, that's how he calls you.

He also erases his call history and your chats regularly so that there's no trace. Not that he thinks his dad would go that far to be nosey but just to be sure.

He also hasn't introduced you to Hansol. He's trying to discern if she won't spill the beans to their dad. Not that he doesn't trust her, she's just a kid, she could easily blurt it out.

When you get bullied or pushed around at school, he isn't even there to see it. Y'all aren't in the same class.

But he does see the bruises after school and feels immensely guilty. He doesn't pressure you for names but when you do slip up, they're swiftly dealt with.

But one day, when he's walking through the halls, doing a casual patrol, he glances inside your classroom. The way his blood pressure went up, god have mercy.

To think that someone was trying to force you to kiss them. The world is a disgusting dark place and Hanwool wants to rip that boy to shreds. ( Isn't that the guy that used to date Jiwoo?)

You are his, someone else was putting their hands on you. Putting their hands on what was his. But more than just possessive, he was also feeling protective.

This one bully was downright harassing you. Like he was nearly on top of you.

But not to worry 😁

That boy got whacked with a chair.

Hanwool made sure to check that you were doing okay and didn't get hurt before diving fully into ass whopping

Tables were broken.

Papers were scattered.

Windows were shattered.

Everything in that room was in shambles.

It looked like a set up in an apocalyptic movie

Hanwool was starting to mutter "mine" near the end as he was beating that bully into the chalk board.

But then he came to his senses and dropped the bully on the floor, rushing to check up on you again, cause he's never been so violent in front of you and he's low-key worried.

But he stopped midway and just stared. He was trying to map out his next course of action. Cause he did just have a crash out and trash an entire classroom over some cutesy girl he shouldn't give a fuck about. That was the plan at least. But they probably heard him mutter. And even if they didn't, they'd probably figure out that you mean something to him for him to react in this manner.

He takes a deep breath and announces to the entire class that anyone who dares to touch you, or even look at you wrong, will be personally dealt with by him. He can see the confusion on your face in his periphery but he chooses to ignore it for now.

After class he tries to convince you to allow him to always be around you and to always have men guarding you.

He makes it seem like whether you accept it or not is up to you... But is it really?

From that day onwards, he's tailing you all day everyday. You're at the convenience store getting toilet paper? You better believe he's in the snack aisle behind you. Watching you through the cracks.

He's like a stalker that has your permission to stalk.

He also, always has you on his lap at school, not during class, but every other time.

He's low-key kinda grateful he acted out that day. Cause he can now freely express his love for you.

He can touch you, hold your hand, your waist, your hips, you in general.

Although he does make sure not to act too enamored.

Also he leans a bit into the fuckboy persona cause he still wants people to think you don't mean shit to him.

At home he literally never stops holding you though.

Damn I wrote a lot more than I expected.

[scarui]

they want me to hate pi hanwool and his gorgeous brown eyes ok..

i know propaganda when i see one !!!

[inkieun]

Wait so you’re going to writing for pi hanwool in the future as well?? I just read your ma minhwa fic and omg 😭 loved it so much

I love the actor who plays him so I could definitely write something up for him 🤟🏼