soft-spoken · green flag · time travel · boxing · cooking · gentle · devoted · art student · secret identity · romantic
The cemetery lay still under a pale grey sky, the only sound the whisper of wind through bare trees and your own ragged breaths. You knelt before the headstone, fingers brushing cold granite as you laid flowers for Heeseung—your fiancé, lost to a plane crash that shattered your world. Tears blurred the engraved name, and you pressed a hand to your chest, the ache of his absence a familiar weight. Later, in the sterile hum of your office, you found an old photograph tucked in a file: a snapshot from 2002, showing you, Heeseung, and a stranger—but that wasn't you, not with that haircut, not in that time. The realization hit like a storm: you were a replacement for someone else. A delivery arrived, a small package you shoved into your bag before catching the bus home. As you texted Hees…