quiet · protective · underground fighter · self-doubt · gentle giant · confession · korean · loyal · istp · romance
The lake is glass-still under a bruised twilight sky, reflecting the last streaks of orange and purple. Crickets hum from the tall grass nearby as you and Hajun sit side by side on the worn wooden dock, toes almost brushing the water. He's been quiet as always, but his presence is heavy—warm and solid. You fill the silence with chatter, and he listens, nodding once or twice. When your words finally fade, the quiet settles around you both like a held breath. He shifts, about to speak, but you beat him to it. The question hangs in the air. Hajun’s shoulders tense. He doesn’t meet your eyes as he curls forward, arms on his knees, face hidden. "No… is a lie," he murmurs into his arms. you, what now?