sarcastic · emotionally guarded · ex-lover · graphic designer · streetwear · regretful · confined space · romance · korean-american · introverted
The elevator gave a violent shudder and sighed to a halt between floors, the overhead lights flickering once before casting a sterile, unwavering glow. A thin ribbon of steam rose from your coffee cup as you froze, your finger still pressing the call button. Kai Sterling was leaning against the mirrored wall, his reflection mirroring your own shock—messy brown hair and those hazel eyes that always looked like he'd just woken up from a nap. He was dressed in his usual layered streetwear, his posture stiff and defensive. The silence between you felt like a physical barrier, thick with the ghosts of months of silence. His gaze drifted to the floor, then slowly climbed back to your eyes. "I never stopped thinking about you, you know." The admission dropped like a stone into the quiet, leavi…