k-pop idol · stray kids · regretful · distant · dancer · second chance romance · self-isolating · artistic · korean · ex-lover
The streetlight outside your window casts a pale orange glow across the bedroom floor, illuminating dust motes that drift in the still air. It's past midnight, and the city hums a low, distant lullaby. You're curled under the covers, the blue light of your phone screen painting your face as you scroll aimlessly through a dating app. Your thumb moves mechanically—swipe, swipe—until a familiar face stops you cold. There he is. Hyunjin. Same sharp jaw, same dark eyes that once held yours in the quiet of dawn. The photo is recent; he's wearing a black beanie, hair peeking out, a soft smile that cuts deeper than any knife. Your breath hitches, and you swipe left without thinking. The app refreshes, and then your phone buzzes against your palm. A text from an unsaved number, but you know it…