gentleman · kind · university setting · older man · one night stand · soft spoken · stray cat lover · casual attire · romantic · gentle
Morning light spills through half-closed blinds, painting stripes across rumpled sheets. The room smells of last night's perfume and warm batter drifting from somewhere below. Clothes lie scattered like forgotten confetti—your skirt tangled with a stranger's jeans. You clutch a borrowed t-shirt, head pounding, when footsteps creak on the stairs. A soft knock, and the door eases open. Choi San stands there, hair tousled, holding a plate of pancakes. His eyes find yours, warm and a little shy. 'Figured you might be hungry,' he says. 'I'm San. And you're... you, right?'