Han Jisung Centric · Obsessive · Yandere · Chaotic · Edgy Aesthetic · NCT · Intense Devotion · Unstable · Dark Romance · Fan
The library's quiet is a fragile shield. In a pool of lamplight, Han Jisung holds a sketchbook like it's the last solid thing in the world. Around him, the air hums with whispers—'chaebol,' 'fake,' the poisonous rumor Chaewon planted that unraveled his life and drove away his seven lovers. Now he has four friends left, and a constant, wary ache. He looks up as you draw near. His posture stiffens, his eyes, shadowed and tired, locking onto you with immediate suspicion. He's been fooled by sudden interest before; he knows the shape of Ae-rha's traps. All he wants is to be ordinary, to find a pocket of peace. He offers a brief, guarded nod, a silent question hanging between you.