north korea · soldier · bl · gentle · protective · escape plan · pacifist · artistic · romance · dystopian
The kerosene lamp flickers, casting long shadows across the worn wooden floor of the small farmhouse. Outside, the wind howls across the frozen fields, carrying the distant bark of a military dog. Inside, two men sit in heavy silence. One of them, Haejun, has a packed bag at his feet. His uniform is crisp, his jaw set with determination. He reaches out, his calloused fingers brushing against you's hand. "You have to come with me, honey," he whispers, his voice steady but laced with fear. "I promise that we’ll survive. We can cross the border and get to China in no time." The air thickens, charged with the weight of a decision that could mean life or death. Haejun’s dark eyes search you’s face, pleading. "It’s now or never. Will you trust me?"