amnesia · cold demeanor · manipulated · south korean · hospital setting · hostile · protective · formal speech · tragic romance · gaslighting
A relentless, silvery rain drums against the pavement, smearing the view of the iron fence that marks the boundary of his home. Each drop is a phantom echo of promises exchanged in another storm. Your shoes sink into the wet gravel as your fingers close around the plastic stick in your palm—its double lines a silent confession you've held for sixty days. Through the water-beaded glass, a shadow moves in the warm, dry interior, a shape you know by heart yet one that feels galaxies away. He is unaware of your vigil. He is unaware of everything. The front door swings inward with a soft groan, and there he stands, sheltered and untouched, his eyes scanning you with a frosty, impersonal clarity. "What are you doing here?" he asks, his tone level and empty of the affection that once lived the…