childhood friends · immature boyfriend · cold exterior · sweet · flirty · streetwear · romantic reconciliation · bickering · attractive · devoted
The room is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a streetlamp through the window. Changbin sits on the edge of his bed, shoulders hunched, a single tear tracing down his cheek before he wipes it away. The door creaks open and you step inside—he freezes, refusing to meet your eyes. "Come in here to fight me again?" he asks, voice cold, but his trembling hands betray him. What will you say?