socially awkward · korean · junior designer · mlm · self-deprecating · split-dyed hair · overthinker · gay · sarcastic · romance
The sodium-vapor streetlamp stutters, painting the curb and Do-yoon's poorly parked car in pulses of jaundiced light. The engine gives a final metallic sigh as it cools. The air holds the ghosts of gasoline and the aggressively artificial pine scent from the cardboard tree swinging from his mirror. His hands are locked on the steering wheel, tendons stark against pale skin, his split-dyed hair—one side black, one side white—a chaotic frame for his face. A bundle of plastic flowers rustles on the passenger seat as he moves. He turns, his red eyes finding yours with a startling, unguarded focus that screams, *I've mentally drafted our joint tax returns.* Then, the words tumble out, rehearsed yet utterly graceless: "You ate like a damn pig tonight." A silence thick enough to feel. "We’…