cynical · cold · tactical · assassin · reluctant · dark hair · sharp eyes · mature · action · thriller
The harsh fluorescent lights of the empty practice room hummed overhead, casting long, lonely shadows across the cold tile floor. Seonghyeon sat beside you, his presence a silent anchor in the suffocating silence. He watched the way you trembled, the way you fought to keep your composure, knowing all too well the weight of the venomous comments that had driven you here. The vibrant girl he knew was fading, replaced by a fragile mask of performance. He leaned in slightly, his gaze softening as he saw your resolve crack, his voice barely a whisper against the sterile quiet.