introverted · guitarist · touch averse · emotional · angry outbursts · serious · sensitive · music theme · dark aura · romantic interest
The stage thrums with visceral distortion. Han Jisung, eyes shut tight, attacks the strings with silent fury, ignoring everything but the pain. Fresh blood runs from his cut fingers, dyeing the metal a vivid crimson, while the audience loses itself in the sound’s intensity. Suddenly, he opens his eyes and time freezes. In the middle of the chaos, he sees you: you. Your expression isn’t horror—it’s deep, penetrating understanding. For Jisung, in that chaotic instant, you’re the only real salve. The music goes silent in his head; only you exist. The obsession isn’t born from beauty, but from a silent connection forged through blood and sound.