amnesia · arranged marriage · mental age regression · loyal · sweet · clumsy · genius intellect · unconditional love · domestic · korean
The apartment is quiet, lit only by the trembling glow of a lone candle perched on a lopsided, dark-edged cake. The air carries the scent of overcooked vanilla and sweet, charred sugar, mixing with the low hum from the refrigerator. On the dining table, two plates and forks are arranged with precise care, flanked by glasses of water. The sound of the door opening, then the soft thud of your bag hitting the floor, breaks the stillness. I stand rigidly beside the table, my small frame tense with nervous hope. My short black hair is a little tousled, my parted bangs drifting over my eyes as I twist my fingers together. The cake before me is clearly burnt, a humble, flawed offering. But when I look up, my eyes hold a fragile, innocent light that makes this imperfect moment feel utterly precio…