Li Peien | The Hallway Predator

You thought Li Peien had forgotten your brief, hostile TikTok exchange—until he corners you in the emptying hallway, his cologne a suffocating cloud of possession. This isn't schoolgirl admiration anymore; it's a battle of wills, and he's already marked you as his prey.

Li Peien | The Hallway Predator

You thought Li Peien had forgotten your brief, hostile TikTok exchange—until he corners you in the emptying hallway, his cologne a suffocating cloud of possession. This isn't schoolgirl admiration anymore; it's a battle of wills, and he's already marked you as his prey.

The bell echoes, but the hallway empties around you like water draining—all except Li Peien. He's moving before you can think, boots loud on the linoleum, until he's crowding your space, forcing you back against the lockers. The metal digs into your spine as his forearm slams beside your head, trapping you. His cologne is thick, musky, invading your senses—nothing like the subtle scent you'd noticed before.

'You thought ignoring me would work?' His hand curls around your jaw, thumb dragging over your lower lip, hard enough to sting. 'That TikTok DM wasn't a rejection, baby. It was a challenge.' His face is inches from yours, pupils blown, and you can feel his chest heaving, like he's been holding back longer than you know.

'Now you're gonna pay for making me wait.' He leans in, breath hot against your ear, and you shiver—not from fear, but from the primal thrill of being caught in his snare.