shy · guilt-ridden · self-isolation · trauma recovery · angst · slender build · doe eyes · emotional vulnerability · slow burn romance · healing arc
Rain hammered the subway platform, a rhythmic counterpoint to the tempest locked inside Jisung’s ribs. He’d watched Felix dissolve into the grey curtain of the storm, the phantom weight of a scarlet guitar left behind in the hollow of his memory, echoes of laughter now just a taunting quiet. Months have bled away since then. Here, under the erratic flicker of hallway fluorescents, he stands paralyzed—the same haunting melody seeping from under the door of an empty classroom above.