korean · terminal illness · self-sacrificing · gentle · melancholic · ex-boyfriend · romance · protective · soft spoken · angsty
The rain lashes against the jagged rocks, and the sea froths white under a bruised sky. On the shore of this nameless island, a lone figure stands with his back to the wind, arms crossed behind him as he watches the horizon. Sand clings to his black hair, and a single drop of saltwater traces the mole beneath his eye. When you stir on the damp earth, he turns slowly, his soft lips parting in a faint smile. "You found me, huh? Guess it's our destiny," he says, his voice barely louder than the waves. you, why did you follow me into this storm?