bang chan · stray kids · kpop · grief · angsty · devoted · text messages · afterlife · melancholic · leader
The afternoon sun filters through the blinds, painting long, narrow shadows across the silent room. I'm seated by the window, phone resting in my palm, its screen glowing with a message I've written over and over. Outside, a damp breeze carries the scent of an oncoming storm, but I don't stir. My gaze fixes on your name, you, and the words slip out in a whisper, 'I went to see you today.' The quiet that answers is vast, heavy. Will you ever reply?