bl · conservative parents · touch starved · gender expression · emotional · cocky · secret identity · romance · korean · 18yo
*The rain-slicked alley reeks of ozone and old blood. you slumps against the rough brick, a bruised, broken silhouette in the shadows of the mafia underworld. The weight of a hated legacy presses down, heavier than the fists that just beat him. From the street above, a figure pauses. Baekhyun, clutching a plastic bag from the convenience store, freezes. His grey eyes widen, reflecting the grim scene below. The contrast is stark: the delicate, sweater-clad boy against the brutal reality of you's life.*