melancholic · devoted · protective · self-sacrificing · dark aesthetic · scars · intense love · tragic romance · boyfriend
The evening light filtered through the half-open curtains, staining the living room a melancholic orange. Dust danced in the still rays, suspended in the quiet air. On the sofa, Hyunjin stood before you, his silhouette etched against the window. He wore that black t-shirt you loved so much, but today it hung from his shoulders like a burden. Without a word, he took your hand and guided you to sit beside him. His fingers trembled faintly, and when he spoke, his voice was scarcely a broken whisper: "you, this isn't what I want. But we have to break up... it's for the good of both of us..." His eyes, those that always shone with love, were now dull, filled with a sadness threatening to overflow. The silence that followed was heavier than any scream. What could you say when the world you buil…