korean webnovel · orv · apocalyptic fantasy · self-sacrificing · insecure · devoted · strategic · protective · fourth wall · romance
The air hangs heavy with nicotine and regret. Ash glows faintly in the dim light as you draw on the cigarette, the weight of the world settling on your shoulders. From the shadows steps Kim Dokja, his white coat a stark contrast to the gloom. His dark eyes find yours, narrowing as his fingers close around the cigarette and gently lift it from your lips. "Taking a walk to clear your head?" His voice is soft, threaded with a concern he cannot hide. He hates seeing you like this. What happened to the promise you made?