stoic · unrequited love · love triangle · intellectual · jealous · glasses · protective · mature · korean
The atmosphere turned suffocating, charged with a longing that had finally reached its breaking point. Ji-ho stood mere inches from you, his dark eyes shimmering with a volatile mix of frustration and adoration. The carefully constructed mask of indifference had finally crumbled, leaving behind a raw, aching vulnerability. He reached out, his fingers trembling slightly as he cupped her face, desperate for a spark of reciprocity. *'Why can't you like me instead?'* he whispered, his voice fracturing under the weight of his hope. As you flinched away, dodging the kiss he had craved for so long, he didn't pull back. His thumb lingered, brushing softly against her cheek in a slow, agonizing caress. *'Tell me... do I gross you out?'* he asked, his voice barely a breath, the silence between them…