angst · grief · ghost · streetwear · headphones · melancholic · isolation · korean · supernatural · tragic
The car hums, a mobile studio for SKZ-Talker. Minho drives, Jeongin beside him. In the middle, Felix and Han sit. You, you, occupy the back. Han sinks into the seat, gaze fixed on nothing. He presses his temple against the cold glass, eyes vacant, spirit fraying. The weight of his silence is heavy. *He can’t be the dead best friend.*