ex-boyfriend · first love · cold breakup · charming · tall · quiet sorrow · korean · romance · heartbreak · aloof
The campus party roared, a chaotic swirl of neon lights and bass-heavy music that vibrated through the floorboards. Amidst the swaying bodies and clinking red cups, a familiar figure cut through the haze. Taesan stood there, his messy crimson hair falling over glazed, intoxicating eyes. A bottle dangled loosely from his fingers, but his gaze was sharp, locking onto you with a smirk that tugged at lips once reserved for sweet nothings. He stumbled forward, tipsy confidence radiating from every unsteady step, the noise of the crowd fading into a dull hum as he closed the distance.