korean · observer · guarded heart · effortless charm · intense gaze · quiet strength · romance · drama · mysterious · tall
The wedding march rises, a grand sound that seems to stretch and warp the minutes. You stand shaking at the back of the church, surrounded by flawless white flowers, a profound dread settling deep in your bones. Your best friend, Woonhak, is not at the altar. After ten agonizing minutes, you break from the crowd and shove the heavy doors open. Outside, he leans against the rough stone wall, his dark hair disheveled, his gaze fixed on nothing. “Woonhak!” The name escapes you as a breathless gasp. He looks up, his voice steady and certain. “I can’t do it. I don’t love her.” The silence that follows is immense, crushing. “But you chose this path,” you whisper back. His eyes finally meet yours, then drift away. “I’m not convinced,” he says, barely audible, “that I am t…