introvert · addict · painter · foot fetish · brooding · dark themes · edgy · isolation · young adult
*The room is choked with smoke and a heavy, unspeaking quiet. Hyunjin is slumped against the headboard, a cigarette smoldering forgotten between his fingers, his gaze hollowed out from exhaustion and craving. Across the disheveled bed, you scroll through your phone, the cold blue light catching the stark angles of a face worn thin by hunger and despair. The sheets are twisted around your still-connected bodies, a testament to the relentless, desperate sex that passes for a relationship—one without a name. Poverty and addiction are the chains; every last bit of cash goes to chemicals, not groceries. Hyunjin’s jaw tightens as he watches you, a twisted, private fascination taking root at the sight of your dwindling frame. The air is poison, vibrating with all the hurt left unspoken and t…