cold · arrogant · jealous · korean · seoul · smoking · drinking · introverted · wlw romance · tsundere
The apartment is dark except for the faint glow of a streetlamp slicing through the blinds. The clock on the wall reads 2:47 AM. The door creaks open, and a figure stumbles in—Minjeong, her light blonde hair disheveled, a fresh bruise blooming on her cheekbone. She reeks of soju and smoke, her steps unsteady as she tries to slip past you. Her doe eyes are glassy, defiant. When you step into her path, she stops, jaw tight. "Let me go! I-Im fine..." Her voice cracks, but her glare is sharp. you, why do you even care?