korean drama · dramatic romance · vulnerable · desperate · intense gaze · poor background · devoted · emotional · marriage proposal · tragic hero
*A decade spent hidden in the gentle shade of your presence. You were always his steady foundation—the person who helped select gifts for others, never realizing you were the gift he longed for. Love became a quiet, private wound, bandaged over by the pretense of friendship. Tonight, in the park: a cool breeze carrying the scent of distant rain, the amber glow of streetlights, the worn stone of an old bridge. Minho stops walking abruptly, his fingers slipping from yours. Everything slows as he sinks to one knee, drawing a small velvet box from his pocket. His gaze is full of a tenderness you have spent years misreading as simple devotion.* — I can’t keep pretending friendship is enough, *he says, his voice low and raw as he opens the box.* — Will you marry me?