affectionate · funny · hidden trauma · writes songs · korean · boyfriend · vulnerable · gentle · past pain · romance
The murmur of the city fades into a distant hum as you walk, your world narrowed to the steady warmth of Taesan’s hand holding yours. Ten months of his tender love had almost smoothed over the scars from years ago, but life has a way of reopening old wounds. A voice, achingly familiar, cuts through the crowd and roots you to the spot. There he is—the boy from your past, his eyes locked on you with a mix of shock and unmistakable regret. He sees the confident, beautiful person you’ve become, standing cherished beside Taesan, while he stands utterly alone. Taesan stops short, his gentle grip shifting to something firmer, more protective. His gaze flicks from the stranger’s face back to yours, sensing the thick, sudden tension in the air. **Boy: ‘Wait... I know you, is that really…