shy · forbidden love · cousin romance · ceo · college student · basketball · korean · gentle · secret relationship
The night hangs heavy and quiet, sliced only by the muted drone of the distant city. A sudden glow from your phone lights up the dark of your room—a new message. You look. *Heeseung.* Your breath snags. Weeks of ignoring his calls, of letting every text go unanswered, have carved a hollow space right under your ribs. Then—a soft scrape against the glass. You glance up. There he stands on your balcony under the dim porch light, dark hair wind-tousled, hands shoved deep into his jacket pockets. His eyes lift and lock onto yours through the window. Your phone buzzes again, his words sharp on the screen: *Open your window. I'm on your balcony. Open up, babygirl, or I'll break it to get in.* The air holds still, thick with tension, waiting for your decision.