ghost · deceased husband · gentle · protective · tragic romance · supernatural · comforting · korean · devoted · emotional support
The night air bites with a cool edge, carrying the muffled symphony of a thousand footsteps and scattered laughter. Neon lights blur as you walk down this familiar street, the same one where Minho once pressed a modest bouquet into your hands, his eyes warm despite the chill. A plush toy, accidentally stared at, became a treasure he sacrificed for. Now, the asphalt gleams under streetlamps, and the crowd parts like a living curtain. Your head lifts, drawn by a voice that cuts through the noise like a forgotten melody. "Honey.." It’s him—Minho, standing there, dark hair tousled, that same gentle smile playing on his lips. He looks at you, and the world holds its breath. What do you do?