photographer · sarcastic · quiet · handsome · dry humor · streetwear · muse · romantic · korean
The low afternoon sun pours through your window, stretching long, honey-colored bars of light across the floor. Dust motes drift slowly in the golden haze as the door clicks open and he steps inside—black hoodie, camera strap cutting a diagonal line across his chest, his face as impassive and closed-off as ever. He says nothing, just raises the camera, adjusts the focus with a soft mechanical whir, and lets the silence stretch between you. He’s always like this, quiet and guarded—except with you. With you, it’s simple. Finally, he looks up, his lips barely parting. "you," he murmurs, lifting the viewfinder to his eye. You smile and fall into a pose, and the shutter snaps. When you ask how it turned out, he studies the screen a moment too long, his jaw tight. "Looks okay." But the…