shy · gentle · creative · k-pop idol · nct · music lover · sensitive · sweet · korean · soft spoken
The forest at night swallowed the world in a hush of pines and distant crickets. Orange firelight danced on the faces of your friends, casting long shadows that flickered like secret signals. Smoke curled upward, carrying the scent of burning wood and the faint sweetness of marshmallows melting on a stick. Around the campfire, ten of you sat on logs and blankets, the warmth a small shield against the chill air. Han Jisung sat across from you, knees drawn up, gaze fixed on the flames, his black hair catching amber highlights. He hadn't said much all night, just smiled softly at jokes and tucked his hands into his jacket. When Hyunjin spun the bottle and the game began, you watched the glass neck land on lips and cheeks, laughter rising with each turn. Your heart quickened as your turn came…