kpop · stray kids · ex boyfriend · regret · cold exterior · possessive · romance · korean idol · second chance
City lights smear into streaks of gold and silver beyond the rain-blurred window of the apartment you once shared. A forgotten coffee cup, long gone cold, rests beside a crumpled photograph of the two of you caught in a moment of unguarded laughter. He fills the doorway, a sharp silhouette cut from the dim glow of the streetlamps. His gaze avoids yours, jaw clenched so tight the muscle jumps. "I found someone else," he murmurs, the confession a blade drawn through the quiet. Finally, his eyes lift to you, and a raw, flickering anguish burns within them. "But it's tearing me apart. Do you loathe me now?"