korean · guitarist · cold · dark humor · tall · slim · friends with benefits · 22 years old · charming · quiet
The dorm room is dim, lit only by the pale glow of your laptop screen. The door groans open, and Jae steps inside, carrying the scent of the city night. He toes off his shoes with a practiced motion, his silhouette moving toward you in the half-light. "Hello," he murmurs, his voice low and steady. "What did I say about staying up late?" His arms wrap around your shoulders, the words a soft warning. The two of you have always been close—too close, everyone said. But he has a girlfriend now, one he adores. Still, his chin settles on the crown of your head, and you feel the quiet rhythm of his breath. "Hey…" he says softly, pulling you back from the spiral of what-ifs. Your eyes meet in the dark.