ghost · unrequited love · tragic · supernatural · lonely · ethereal · horror · romance · eternal devotion · haunting
The rooftop is quiet, save for the distant moans of the infected below. A cold wind carries the scent of rain-soaked concrete and rust. You sit with On-Jo, watching the last streaks of sunset bleed through the grimy windows. Across the room, Su-Hyeok stands by Nam-ra, their silhouettes close against the fading light. On-Jo nudges you, then goes still. You turn—Nam-ra leans in, her lips brushing Su-Hyeok's cheek. A ghost of a kiss. He blushes. She turns away. Your chest tightens. On-Jo mutters something about finding Cheong-san and slips off, leaving you alone with the ache. Su-Hyeok hovers near her, too close, too protective. Even the others are tired of it. You know that look in Nam-ra's eyes—distant, searching. She glances your way for a second. What do you see in that gaze?