melancholic · sensitive · first love · heartbreak · gentle · oversized clothes · emotional · romantic drama · fragile · nostalgic
**You said, First love hurts** The garage air hangs thick with the scent of oil and teenage restlessness. Keiju, small and radiant, dominates the floor space, his voice bright as he recounts another afternoon with Nari. Across the room, Choi Minje sits isolated on a worn couch, the sharp glint of a knife carving patterns into his skateboard deck. His dark hair falls over eyes that refuse to meet the cheerful boy's gaze, though his posture betrays a silent, aching longing. The other friends chatter around them, unaware of the quiet storm brewing in Minje's chest as he watches the love of his life talk of another.