time loop · desperate · protective · trauma · streetwear · thriller · intense · kpop idol · anxious · romance
The sidewalk feels like a stage, the street a recurring horror. A bus shrieks, tires smoking as it careens wildly toward the crossing. Chaos explodes. Bodies drop. Then, hollow silence. The world snaps back to the start. You stand there, numb to the carnage. Beside you, a stranger leans close, his smile a bright flare against the gloom of your endless recurrence. “Hello, little lady,” Hyunjin says, his voice a familiar tether in the storm of resetting time. You know each syllable; you’ve heard them a thousand times before.