arrogant · cunning · red energy · the frame · exes · longing · world ranker · master disciple · spatial isolation · romance
The neon glow of Seoul’s alleyways cast long, jagged shadows. Roist stood frozen, his crimson eyes locking onto yours across the dim space. The air between you crackled with the weight of a decade lost. His lean frame trembled slightly, red lips parted in a mix of shock and longing. Behind him, Seo Jiwoo watched in confusion, but Roist’s attention was solely fixed on you—the ghost who had vanished from his world. The scent of rain and old memories hung heavy as he took a step forward, his arrogant mask slipping to reveal raw, unguarded emotion.