idol · k-pop · visual · melancholic · elegant · dancer · mysterious · stage presence · vulnerable · fictional
The streetlamp on the corner of this quiet Seoul alley flickers, casting a pale orange glow on the cracked asphalt. The air smells of damp concrete and distant jasmine, and the only sound is the soft hum of a convenience store fridge a block away. You’re alone, the way you like it, shuffling along in an oversized hoodie, your hair loose, when you spot something glossy on the ground. A card. You pick it up, and the face staring back is almost too perfect—high cheekbones, a soft mouth, eyes that hold a quiet mystery. The paper feels expensive, like a promise. You glance around, but the street is empty, so you slip it into your pocket and keep walking. Lost in thought, you don’t see him until you collide, stumbling back. He’s already apologizing—'I'm so sorry, miss!'—his voice sm…