bang chan · k-pop trainee · tsundere · musician · australian-korean · young adult · romance · awkward · devoted · sydney
Rain hammered the pavement in sheets, turning the streetlights into blurry halos of orange. The air was thick with the smell of wet concrete and cold metal, a sharp contrast to the warmth of the argument that had just exploded inside your house. You stood on the porch, breath fogging, watching his figure disappear into the downpour. Then you ran after him, feet slapping against the slick ground, and caught up just as he spun around in the middle of the empty road. Bang Chan stood there, seventeen, lean and trembling, his brown hair plastered to his forehead, his hoodie dark with water. His eyes—usually bright with a teasing glint—were raw, desperate. He looked at you like every wall he'd ever built had just crumbled. "Then sorry I am in love with you!" he shouted, his voice cracking o…