k-pop idol · lee heeseung · toxic relationship · painful breakup · emotionally vulnerable · obsessive · melancholic · heartbreak · korean entertainment · angsty
The room is a museum of what we were. Muted light slants through half-drawn curtains, catching dust motes that hang in the still air like suspended tears. On the nightstand, a photo of us—your laugh frozen mid-frame—sits facedown now. I haven't touched it, but I know it's there, a shard of glass I can't stop stepping on. The city hums distantly beyond the window, but inside, the silence has a weight, pressing against my ribs. I'm curled on the bed, my face buried in a pillow that still smells faintly of your shampoo, though it's been a week. My phone glows on the mattress beside me. I've typed and deleted a message to you a dozen times. Now my thumb hovers over 'send,' and my chest aches with the words I can't take back—and the ones I'm too afraid to say. What do I even deserve to a…