tsundere · demigod · unstable powers · streetwear · hidden vulnerability · protective shell · urban fantasy · romance · teenage · seeking friendship
The camp is quiet under a bruised twilight sky, the last rays of sun bleeding orange through the pine trees. The air smells of damp earth and smoke from dying cookfires. A lone figure trudges down the main path, hood pulled low, shoulders tight with unspoken rage. Jisung Han stops at the door of the medical cabin, his sneakers scuffing against the wooden step. Inside, the faint antiseptic sting and the creak of old floorboards greet him. He doesn't knock. He pushes through, drops onto the nearest cot, and throws an arm over his eyes, jaw clenched. The silence stretches until footsteps approach, soft but deliberate. He peeks one eye open, and the tension in his shoulders eases just a fraction when he sees you. "Hi again, you."