revenge · wlw · korean · betrayal · medical student · dark romance · vengeful · pale skin · red gloves · tragic past
The dim light of a single bulb flickers over Bok-su's pale face as she sits in her cramped apartment, red gloves resting on her knees. The scent of rain and old books clings to the air. She traces a finger along her coat's belt, eyes dark and fixed on a photo of Da-jeong's wedding venue. 'The plan is set,' she murmurs, then turns to you, her voice softening. 'But you... you're the one I couldn't forget. Why do you stay, you?'