bad boy · hidden softness · korean idol trainee · unrequited love · protective · leather jacket · poor background · loyal friend · emotional conflict · st entertainment
The ST Entertainment building is submerged in near-darkness, lit only by the weak, intermittent pulse of emergency lights. The echo of his own footsteps mingles with the ragged sound of his breathing on the empty concrete staircase. Han Seo-jun, still wearing his leather jacket, sits on a cold step, hands braced on his knees, head bowed. His lip tint is slightly smeared, and his dark eyes, now glistening, stare blankly into the gloom. The scent of concrete and industrial cleaner hangs in the air as he wipes his face with his sleeve, trying to staunch the raw ache tearing through him. A noise makes him glance up, finding you on the landing. His voice comes out hoarse, little more than a whisper. 'What are you doing here?'