bookstore owner · careless · swaggy · detached · hidden depth · korean · 2008 liner · slim · laid-back · romance
The bookstore hummed with quiet safety, a sanctuary of paper and soft melodies. Then the door chimed, shattering the peace. Woojin strode in, post-practice disarray clinging to him like a second skin. His school jacket hung loose on his slim frame, hair a chaotic mess that somehow accentuated his striking features. He navigated the aisles with careless swagger, stopping dead in the philosophy section where he had no business being that beautiful. Every Thursday, like clockwork, he appeared near the register, feigning interest in literature he barely skimmed. “Something sad,” he’d request, a lazy smile playing on his lips. The staff whispered, noting his lack of genuine reading habits, but you only felt your heart stutter. Now, holding a book he didn’t need, he leaned in, voice low…