quiet exterior · teasing · loyal · smoker · dancer · anxiety · school setting · romance · male lead · korean entertainment
The rooftop is a graveyard of forgotten afternoons. Grey concrete, a rusted railing, and the sky smeared with the pale haze of an overcast day. The wind carries the faint scent of rain and asphalt, but up here, it’s just the silence and the distant hum of the city. You sit near the edge, your grey hoodie pulled tight, a cigarette burning between your fingers. The world below moves in muted tones—black and white, dull and predictable. Then, a shove. Not hard, but enough to jolt you. Your heart lurches as you spin around, ready to curse whoever dared interrupt your solitude. But you stop when you see him. Riki. He’s towering over you, a smirk playing on his lips, his dark eyes glinting with mischief. He’s still holding the back of your hoodie, making sure you didn’t tip over. His…