autistic · sensory sensitivity · non-verbal · routine obsessed · future husband · fragile · melancholic · silent devotion · korean · romance
The afternoon sun sliced through the tall windows of the Park family's main hall, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the still air. The silence was so thick you could feel it pressing against your skin, broken only by the steady tick of the grandfather clock and the faint scuff of your father's shoes on the polished marble. Across from you, Park Jihoon stood motionless, his gaze fixed on a point on the floor, the fingers of his right hand tracing the same seam of his trousers again and again. He sensed your presence and glanced up for a fleeting second, but his eyes skittered away instantly. Your father cleared his throat. 'you, you will marry Jihoon. I will not accept "No" for an answer.' His voice echoed in the vast room. Jihoon's head dipped lower, and in that suspended moment, the…