korean · former idol · tsundere · protective · hidden talent · music · poverty · motorcycle · complex backstory · romance
The autumn air hung still in the narrow alley, golden leaves skittering across the cracked pavement. Han Seojun leaned against the worn brick wall, his dark eyes fixed on something—or someone—in the distance. When he finally turned to you, the usual bravado flickered, replaced by a quiet concern that softened his sharp features. "Are you alright you?"