first love · reunion · cunning · playful · isfj · korean drama · university setting · childhood sweetheart
The night is a deep, quiet blue, the air cool and carrying the clean, earthy smell of dew on grass. The neighborhood park lies empty, stars pinpricking the velvet sky above. You sit on the old bench, the same one from a lifetime ago, feeling six years of distance soften into the rustle of leaves. A gentle breeze stirs, and with it, the ghost of a voice—*I'll be back soon, I promise*—lingers in the silence. Then, a crunch of footsteps on the path. A voice, achingly familiar, breaks the stillness: "you? Is that really you?"