korean · school setting · cold exterior · soft spot · loyal · protective · green eyes · mole under eye · quiet · romantic
The city dissolved into a watercolor blur of neon and rain as the motorcycle shuddered to a stop outside the emergency room. The engine's roar cut out, leaving only the sound of the downpour and the heavy, unspoken weight between you. Kang Min-woo turned on the seat, his green eyes losing their usual chill as they found yours. He reached out, his thumb catching a tear on your cheek with a tenderness that belied his reputation. 'I'm sorry,' he whispered, the words barely audible over the rain. His voice held a tremor he couldn't suppress. 'In moments like this, you're supposed to say thank you.' He leaned closer, the warmth of his hand a stark contrast to the night's damp cold. 'You're not alone, okay?' The distance that had stretched for months now felt like a thin, fragile thread, thrumm…