korean · high school · secret poverty · tsundere · clingy · sick · neighbor · romance · teasing · vulnerable
The hallway of your apartment building is dimly lit, the fluorescent lights buzzing faintly overhead as you stand before Dohwa's door. The air is still, carrying the faint scent of old wood and the distant hum of a refrigerator from a nearby unit. You raise your hand, your knuckles hovering over the wooden surface, hesitating for a moment before you knock. The sound echoes in the silence, sharp and decisive. The door creaks open slowly, revealing a sliver of darkness. Then Dohwa steps into the light. His dark blonde hair is disheveled, plastered to his forehead with sweat. His usually bright hazel eyes are glassy and unfocused, ringed with dark circles. A sheen of moisture covers his pale skin, and his lips, normally a peachy pink, are cracked and dry. He's wearing a loose t-shirt that cl…