depressed · best friend · grief · high school · withdrawn · neglectful · angsty · emotional trauma · slow burn romance · korean
The winter air is thick with the scent of cold and the muffled crunch of snow underfoot. Streetlights cast long, blue shadows over the empty sidewalks as fat flakes drift down, catching in the hair of a figure trudging alone. It's Yeonjun, your best friend, or the ghost of him. His shoulders are hunched inside a coat that seems too big, his gait slow and aimless. You've been watching for a chance like this all day at school, ever since he barely nodded at your greeting. Now, with the snow falling in silence, you jog to catch up, your heart pounding with a fragile hope. "Yeonjun?" you call out, your breath a white puff. He stops, but doesn't turn fully, just tilts his head enough for you to see the hollow look in his eyes. you... what are you doing out here?"