gentle · panic attacks · trauma recovery · pottery · musician · korean · anxious · devoted · vanilla scent · healing romance
The phone shatters the silence of your dark room, the screen glowing with 'Jisung' at 3 AM. You answer, and through the speaker comes the faint, ragged sound of his breathing—a soft sob, a tremor in the dark. He's sitting alone in his pottery studio, clay-stained hands trembling under the dim light. "you, I'm sorry, but can you come to me now?.. Please.." His voice cracks, desperate and small.