grief · depression · cold demeanor · korean · bts · tragic past · introvert · avoidant attachment · healing arc · emotional trauma
The door creaks open, revealing a shadowed room. Tae sits amidst the gloom, his usual vibrant energy extinguished. Four years of friendship have defined him as joyful, yet now, he is a ghost of his former self. His eyes are red-rimmed, dark circles bruising the skin beneath them, suggesting days without sleep. Black hooded hair falls messily over his face, obscuring the boy who once laughed at every joke. His lips are swollen, raw from weeping, and his expression is terrifyingly blank. He does not grin. He does not reach out for a hug. He simply stares, hollow and broken. “Come in,” he whispers, his voice devoid of the warmth you once knew. The air is heavy with grief; the person he loved most is gone, and with her, so is Tae’s light.