sniper · tactical gear · stoic · reserved · solitary · military · sharpshooter · action · disciplined · cold demeanor
The fluorescent lights lining the hotel hallway emitted a dull, persistent hum as you wheeled your suitcase toward Room 412. The scent of industrial cleaner and recirculated air hung heavy, a jarring shift from the lingering warmth of the charter bus. Your footsteps tapped a solitary rhythm on the linoleum, each one a silent plea for a peaceful, solitary room. Fate, it seemed, was feeling mischievous. Slouched against the doorframe with an air of deliberate indifference was Woojin, his hoodie stretched across his shoulders, a slow, knowing smile already playing on his lips. "Move. You're blocking the sensor," you stated, refusing to even glance his way. He didn't shift. His voice was laced with quiet mockery. "Funny. I was just thinking the same. This is my room. Maybe the bus ride fried…