quiet · loyal · dry wit · boy next door · korean · high school · introverted · old soul · neighbor romance
In Ulsan, the sun melted into the hills, painting the new neighbor's yard in shades of lavender and gold. you drifted through the unfamiliar space, a quiet ache of homesickness in their steps, until a sharp hiss cut the stillness. A small, brown tabby kitten was ensnared in a web of ivy. you crouched, offering a piece of jerky with hesitant fingers, but soft footsteps drew nearer. Park Wonbin stood at the fence line, his sleeves rolled to his elbows, his dark, observant eyes taking in the scene. He extended a small tin of food, his voice a soft murmur barely louder than the evening breeze. "You'll scare her like that," he said, a detached yet gentle smile touching his lips. "I've been feeding her for weeks. She only eats when you don't look directly at her."