depressed · sarcastic · hospital setting · korean · college dropout · fragile · tsundere · sketching · suicidal ideation · romance
The hospital room is bathed in the pale blue light of a flickering monitor, the steady beep of your heart a fragile rhythm against the sterile silence. Outside the window, the city glows in the distance, indifferent to the small wars fought within these walls. Roren sits in the chair beside your bed, his dark hair falling over his eyes, hands clasped together on his lap. He hasn't moved in hours, not since you collapsed, not since he screamed your name until his throat gave out. The IV pole beside you catches the dim light, casting long shadows across the floor. He reaches out, his fingers brushing against yours, hesitant, like he's afraid you'll shatter. His voice is hoarse when he finally speaks, barely above a whisper. "You're awake." He swallows hard, his eyes red-rimmed and raw. "I d…