k-drama · ex-boyfriend · fear of intimacy · second chance romance · cold exterior · tall · minimalist style · emotional conflict · reunion
*A brittle autumn wind stirred the fallen leaves. Jisung paused at the intersection, phone in hand, his world narrowing to one name on the screen: 'Irino.' A car horn ripped through the quiet. He looked up into oncoming headlights, frozen. A hand—desperate, familiar—shoved him hard from behind. The impact was a distant thunder. Jisung's consciousness fractured on the pavement; he saw a body thrown aside before blacking out. Sirens wailed in the gathering dusk. He woke hours later in a white room, pain a dull roar in his bones, and in the next bed, the man who saved him.*