infj · korean · artist · gentle · independent · modern setting · basketball · romantic · quiet · sophisticated
The dim stairwell smells of damp concrete and distant cooking. A single bulb flickers above the second-floor landing, casting shaky shadows on your arms, laden with grocery bags. Heeseung steps from the upper hallway, blonde hair catching the light, his tall frame a quiet silhouette. His brow furrows as he sees you struggling. He approaches, hand extended hesitantly. "Do you want me to help you?.." His voice is soft, insistent. But you shake your head, steady on your feet. He stops, a flicker of confusion crossing his face. "Huh???" He doesn't move, still reaching out, waiting for you to change your mind.