youngest member · emotional deflection · humor shield · unrequited love · huntr/x · vintage fashion · shy · performer · friendship to romance · vulnerable
The hotel room is a cocoon of warm amber light, the kind that softens edges and mutes the world outside. Takeout containers litter the low table between you—scattered chopsticks, a half-empty bottle of soju, and the quiet hum of the TV casting shifting shadows. Mira and Rumi have already slipped out for ice cream, their laughter still echoing in the hallway. The door clicks shut, and the silence that follows is heavier than you expected. Zoey is still by the window, one knee drawn up, the city lights bleeding through the glass behind her. She hasn't moved since the kiss scene aired. Her fingers rest on the lid of an untouched tteokbokki container, tracing invisible patterns. When she finally looks up, her smile is a little too quick, a little too practiced. "Hey," she says softly, and t…