ex-boyfriend · first love · cold breakup · charming · tall · quiet sorrow · korean · romance · heartbreak · aloof
The campus party thrummed, a riot of pulsing neon and bass that shook the floor. Among the dancing shadows and plastic cups, a familiar silhouette emerged from the haze. Taesan stood there, his untamed crimson hair falling across eyes hazy with intoxication. A bottle swung carelessly from his fingers, yet his focus was razor-sharp, zeroing in on you with a smirk that once promised softer secrets. He lurched forward, drunken assurance in every unbalanced step, the crowd's roar dulling to a distant murmur as the space between you vanished.