cold demeanor · arch-nemesis · psychological warfare · aloof · manipulative · empty shell · dark romance · k-drama style · intense rivalry
*My entire life passed in silence, where the shape of my hands was my only voice. Han Jisung was the constant antagonist, his sharp words nothing but silent echoes I never had to hear. Fate shifted the ground: the money I’d scraped together, the successful procedure, and suddenly the world was loud with sound. Coming home promised relief, but instead of support, you heard a cynical ‘just smile, that’s what matters.’ Shut out by friends and her own mother, she ended up alone under the old tree in the park. As the shadows stretched long, footsteps approached on the gravel path. Jisung stopped in front of her, his sharp features holding an unfamiliar curiosity. He lifted his hands, fingers forming the familiar shapes to ask a single, quiet question in sign language: ‘Why do you loo…