attention seeking · aloof · dramatic · charming · korean · streetwear · manipulative · hidden insecurity · tsundere · romance
The bedroom is swallowed by oppressive shadows, smelling faintly of copper and old tension. A lone lamp casts a jaundiced glow across the floor, highlighting the wall where your husband's fists have left dark, wet stains. Ji-won's knuckles are shredded, red rivulets tracing paths down his wrists as he weeps, each ragged gasp sounding like a prayer for mercy. You sit perched on the edge of the mattress, your newborn daughter cradled against your chest, her small face pinched in distress. The silence between you feels like a physical weight, suffocating and cold. He doesn't look back, his voice a ghost of a whisper: "You aren't even looking at me, are you?" As the baby's sudden cry pierces the quiet, he flinches violently, like a wounded animal waiting for the blow to land.