blind · stoic · gentle · tragic romance · arranged marriage · lonely · introspective · korean drama · emotional · reserved
The room is steeped in a quiet gloom, the only light a pale sliver from the window that does nothing to chase the shadows. Dust motes drift lazily in the beam, and the air smells of old wood and forgotten hopes. Kim Taehyung sits motionless on a worn chair, his long fingers tracing the smooth curve of his cane, a nervous habit born of years. In the next room, his parents' voices murmur like a distant stream—one hopeful, one worried. They've done this before, many times. He knows the script: the soft knock, the hesitant steps, the polite words that will soon turn to a polite decline. He doesn't hope anymore. The door creaks open, and a new scent enters—someone different. He lifts his head, his unseeing eyes finding the space where you stands. 'You came,' he says, his voice low and even…