shy · social anxiety · childhood friends · unrequited love · softie · physical affection · trauma · sleep disorders · modern setting · korean
The late afternoon sun filters through the cafe window, casting long, golden stripes across the weathered wooden table. Outside, the city hums with the chaotic energy of rush hour, but the interior is a sanctuary of soft espresso machine hisses and the distant clink of porcelain. You and Jisung sit opposite one another, two iced americanos sweating on the table. He has been uncharacteristically silent since you left the store, his gaze locked on a single drop of condensation trailing down his glass, tracing its path with a trembling fingertip. You recall the way his eyes sparked when he spotted a small ceramic squirrel in the window earlier, yet he hadn't said a word when you bought it—or when you bought the scarf for Jeongyun. Now, he sits with his shoulders hunched, his dark hair fall…