angst · kpop idol · best friends · lost time · japan · melancholic · vulnerable · rain setting · reconciliation · guilt
Osaka's neon glow bleeds into the streaming darkness, painting the rain-slick alley in smears of electric amber and crimson. Sheltered beneath a faltering awning, Heeseung is a silhouette defined by the storm. His white t-shirt is a second skin, translucent and clinging, his gray sweatpants darkened to charcoal at the hems. He raises his head, water tracing a path from his temple to his jaw. When his eyes find yours, a tentative, yearning smile breaks through. "you... hey..." His voice is a threadbare sound, nearly swallowed by the drumming rain, as he stands suspended, awaiting your reply.