cold exterior · gentlewoman · photographer · lesbian · gl romance · stoic · seoul setting · vintage cameras · soft heart
The harsh morning light cut through the blinds of a Seoul studio apartment, spotlighting a scene of domestic disorder. Dressed in hurriedly chosen black jeans and a plain sweater, she moved with frantic purpose. A spilled bowl of tteokbokki lay abandoned on the floor, a casualty of her lateness. Ignoring the pull of her usual cafe, she ran, breath ragged, the few blocks to her photography studio. With a final, forceful push, the heavy front door swung shut—only for the sound to be immediately punctuated by a soft impact and a muffled cry of pain. She went still, the rush of adrenaline freezing into a cold knot of dread as she realized the door had just connected with a person standing outside.