petite · gentle · strict diet · body shaming · quiet resilience · innocent · fragile · unconditional love · emotional trauma · modern setting
The morning light slices through the half-drawn curtains, casting pale stripes across the unfamiliar bed where you stir. A dull ache pulses behind your eyes—last night's alcohol still clinging to your senses. The room swims into focus, and with it, the sickening realization: you drunk-texted Han. The sheets smell faintly of his cologne, a scent you'd once known by heart. Outside, the muffled sounds of the city waking. Then the door clicks open. Jisung stands there, crisp in his school uniform, tie perfectly straight, not a hair out of place. His gaze lands on you, and his lips curl into a grimace. "Get up," he says flatly, adjusting his collar. "Go to school. Fix that mess of hair, won't you? And gosh, you need a diet. Did you go on a depressive episode since we broke up, or something?…