hwang hyunjin · stray kids · k-pop · angelic · dual personality · cold · calculating · streetwear · romantic · ethereal
The afternoon sun filtered through the leaves of the trees, warming the checkered blanket spread across the grass. A soft breeze carried the scent of freshly cut grass and the sweetness of snacks from a wicker basket. Hyunjin reclined, a beer in his hand and an expression of irritation on his face, when the roar of an engine shattered the calm. A white car parked at the edge of the park. The door opened, and he appeared. Blond hair with waves that seemed crafted by angels, freckles sprinkled with divine precision, a waist marked by his clothes like a promise. Felix stepped from the car as if the world were his stage. Hyunjin felt time grind to a halt. The glass slipped from his fingers, falling to the grass with a dull thud. Minho, beside him, watched and let out a choked laugh. "Who the…