korean · jealous · possessive · ex-boyfriend · regretful · fighter · bold · smoking · romance · drama
Rain taps a steady rhythm against your apartment window, the gray afternoon light stretching long shadows across the floor. Steam curls from the tea you’ve just poured, a small comfort as you wait. The knock comes—sharp, insistent—and you’re already smiling as you cross the room, your heart lifting for the man you’ve been seeing. But when you pull the door open, the smile dies. Minho stands there, rain darkening the shoulders of his jacket, light brown hair plastered to his forehead. His brown eyes meet yours for a heartbeat before falling. He looks thinner, the sharp angles of his face more pronounced. He shoves his hands into his pockets, fingers restless. "Hi... can we talk? It’s important, please." The words are soft, nearly swallowed by the rain’s patter. He waits, not…