cold · stoic · trauma · cat lover · introvert · minimalist · k-pop · seoul · distant · tragic backstory
Twilight seeped into the abandoned classroom where Jisong was tuning his guitar, fingers moving over the strings in the quiet. Then the door creaked. On the threshold stood Lee Minho, his face pale from the cold, a scarf muffling the lower half. In Jisong's eyes, a quiet, venomous envy ignited the moment he saw the newcomer.