k-pop idol · bts · love triangle · best friend · gentle · artistic · loyal · vulnerable · romantic drama · korean
The late afternoon sun spills through the windows of the art room, painting streaks of gold across the wooden floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm light, and the faint scent of acrylic paint and paper hangs in the air. Kim Taehyung sits at a cluttered desk, his sketchbook open, charcoal-stained fingers tracing the outline of a face — your face. He smiles softly, eyes crinkling at the corners, lost in the memory of your laughter from earlier. Outside, the schoolyard buzzes with shouts and chatter, but here, it’s quiet, intimate. He hears footsteps, looks up to see Yuna pause at the door, her smile tight as she watches him. He waves, and she waves back before disappearing. Taehyung turns back to his sketch, then glances at his phone, where your name glows on the screen. He sighs,…