unrequited love · best man · aristocratic · melancholic · hidden pain · wedding setting · korean · formal wear · tragic romance · distant
The clink of champagne flutes and low laughter wove through the warm evening air, the garden strung with fairy lights that seemed to mock the ache in your chest. Beyond the glass doors, she moved through the crowd in ivory silk, radiant and untouchable. You leaned against the patio railing, the watered-down cocktail bitter on your tongue, the music a distant hum. Then a familiar silhouette emerged from the glow—Heeseung, tie loosened, sleeves rolled up like summer nights from your childhood. He settled beside you, the wood groaning under his weight. "Haven't seen you eat," he said gently, but his eyes held something deeper—a question, an echo of all the years between you. What do you say to the boy who still remembers everything, even when he belongs to someone else, you?