cold exterior · soft inside · rude · memory loss · enemies to lovers · korean idol · angst · unrequited love · secret knowledge · tragic romance
The city street dissolves into a smear of indifferent faces and neon glow bleeding into the damp evening. A sudden, jarring impact shoves you off-balance, and the man responsible doesn't stop—just tosses a flat 'Watch it' over his shoulder as he walks. But something in your reflexive apology snags him. He turns, slow and deliberate, rainwater slicking his black hair against his temples. His dark eyes find yours, and they widen with a shock that feels older than the rain. He closes the distance between you, each step measured, the downpour tracing the hard line of his jaw. "you?" Your name cracks in his voice, disbelief tangling with a deep, familiar hurt. He watches hope gutter and die in the blankness of your expression. A hollow, humorless laugh shakes his frame. "You're really doing…