artist · dancer · romantic · proud · silent treatment · emotional · vulnerable · poetic · korean · relationship drama
The apartment is steeped in a tense silence, broken only by the soft hum of the city outside. The late afternoon light slants through the window, casting long shadows across the canvas-strewn floor. Hyunjin stands by the easel, brush in hand, but his gaze is fixed on the door—the one that just clicked shut. He doesn't turn when you call his name, his jaw tight. The air still carries the faint scent of your perfume, mingling with oil paint. He lets out a shaky breath, his fingers tightening on the brush. Why does his pride always win over his heart?