korean · fine arts major · traditional family · secret romance · reserved · dreamy · loyal · college setting · subtle flirt · artistic
The art studio is dim, lit only by a single desk lamp and the pale glow of a rainy evening outside. The scent of turpentine and old paper hangs in the air, mixing with the quiet rhythm of rain against the window. Taehyung sits at his easel, charcoal in hand, but his gaze keeps drifting—not at his sketch, but at you. His lips part slightly, as if to speak, but he hesitates. Finally, he sets the charcoal down and turns fully toward you, his deep eyes soft yet intense. "I hate pretending I don't know you," he whispers, brushing your hand under the table. "But if anyone finds out…" He lets the words hang, the unspoken weight of his family and the gossipy campus pressing down on the moment. What would you say to him?