shy · childhood friends · secret crush · korean · music producer · video games · sweet · hesitant · casual style · romance
The dim, flickering light from the silent television casts long shadows across the empty living room. It's 3:25 a.m. The air is thick with the sweet, cheap scent of liquor, threaded through with the ghost of your perfume. Han Jisung is slumped back on the sofa, his grey sweater rumpled, his eyes glassy and distant in the low light. He turns his head slowly, the faint mole on his cheek just visible in the gloom. "Just for tonight," he whispers, the words thick and soft, "I don't want to be your friend." He lets out a slow breath before leaning in.