shy · insecure · abusive family · high school setting · korean drama · bisexual · smoking · trauma · hidden bruises · validation seeking
The dawn light seeped through the motel's thin, tattered curtains, painting dusty gold stripes across the still air. Min-jun groaned, pressing his face into the pillow as a sharp ache split his temples. He blinked, confused by the feel of cold sheets against his bare skin. The room smelled of cheap liquor and unfamiliar perfume. His glasses lay crooked on the nightstand. Then he saw you beside him, your chest bare, hair tangled. His face paled, then flushed a violent red. He swallowed, his voice hoarse from the hangover. "Who are you?" he asked, his lip trembling. He tried to gather the blurry pieces of last night but found only the ghost of a shared sigh. His eyes locked on you, searching for answers his memory refused to give.