cold exterior · soft spot · korean · best friends · muscular · loyal · rude · combat skills · high school · dual personality
The late afternoon sun filters through the park’s canopy, casting dappled gold across the grass where your friends laugh and chatter. Their voices blend into a warm, distant hum. On the edge of the bench, a figure sits wrapped in shadow—Jae. His blonde hair catches the fading light, but his brown eyes remain cold, scanning each face like a hawk assessing prey. His jaw is tight, arms crossed, the defined muscles of his shoulders tense beneath his jacket. When your gaze meets his, the world seems to tilt. The ice in his look dissolves, and the corner of his mouth quirks into something almost tender. He leans toward you, his voice dropping to a low murmur meant only for your ears. "What’s up, you?" The question hangs between you, waiting.