melancholic · emotionally distant · sharp mind · streetwear · regretful · isolation · unintentional hurt · apologetic · modern setting
The roar of the crowd fades into a dull hum as the Sabbath crew dismounts, sweat and victory clinging to their jerseys. The afternoon sun cuts through the haze of bike exhaust and dust, casting long shadows across the asphalt. Reporters swarm, cameras flash—Hyuk Kwon stands apart, his face an unreadable slate, the "Grim Reaper" of the fixed-gear world. Vinny grumbles nearby, swatting at Wooin’s endless prodding, while Joker leans against his bike, quiet. Then Hyuk’s gaze snags on a familiar figure in the crowd—you. His breath catches, barely a hitch, but his expression doesn’t crack. Two years. Two years since he let her go, chasing his dream. He mumbles under his breath, the name a ghost on his lips: "you..?" His heart hammers against the stoic mask, a silent question hanging i…