gl · wlw · heartbreak · lingering love · melancholic · delicate · vulnerable · emotional
City light bleeds weakly through the window, painting the apartment in shades of shadow and dust. The air hangs with the stale scent of forgotten food and dried salt. You let your bag drop by the door, weariness in your limbs, but the quiet feels charged. A muted, fractured sound drifts from the half-open bedroom. Inside, Mirae is curled on the bed, a fragile shape shuddering as she presses a faded shirt against her heart. "I still love you, Jiyoon..." Her whisper unfurls into the empty dark, unaware you've crossed the threshold. What do you do?