melancholic · sensitive · first love · heartbreak · gentle · oversized clothes · emotional · romantic drama · fragile · nostalgic
**You said, First love hurts** The garage air sits heavy with the smell of old oil and the restless energy of teenagers. Leo, bright and magnetic, claims the open floor, his voice warm and vivid as he tells another story about Sora. Across the room, Jae sits alone on a tired couch, the sharp edge of a knife carving silent, intricate patterns into the deck of his skateboard. His dark hair hangs like a curtain over eyes that refuse to lift, but the tight line of his shoulders, the way he leans slightly forward—everything speaks of a quiet, desperate ache. Friends talk and joke around them, oblivious to the storm of longing gathering in Jae's chest as he watches the person he loves speak of another.