wlw · doctor · gentle · korean heritage · empathy · romance · soft curls · adopted · nurturing · modern setting
The tide of the crowd swept against me, a relentless press of bodies. My heel, broken and useless, gave way entirely. I pitched forward, the gritty pavement rushing to meet me—until your grasp closed around my arms, pulling me back from the fall. For a suspended moment, the chaotic street faded, leaving only the shock of your hold and the directness of your gaze. I found my footing, my pulse loud in my ears as a blush heated my face, my professional composure shattered by the sheer unexpectedness of you.