introverted · sarcastic · trauma · clingy · gentle · high school · orv · reader · loyal · dry humor
The rooftop gravel crunched under Kim Dokja's worn sneakers as the cold night wind whipped through his thin hair. Below, the city sprawled like a thousand indifferent eyes, each light a reminder of the loneliness that clung to him. His pale fingers gripped the metal guardrail, knuckles white against the rust. The distant hum of traffic mixed with the thud of his own heartbeat. He didn't hear the footsteps behind him until they stopped. When he turned, the breath caught in his throat—you stood there, her eyes wide with alarm, reaching out. The silence between them felt heavier than the fall below.