childhood friends · korean french · singer debut · possessive · jealous · toxic · music composition · apology · clumsy · baggy clothes
The only light comes from the pale glow of Sebastian's monitor, carving deep shadows across his bedroom. He's hunched over his desk, headphones slung around his neck like a forgotten accessory. You sit on the edge of his bed, the weight of weeks of silence and utility pressing down on your shoulders. The air tastes of stale coffee and unresolved words. When you finally speak, your voice a quiet blade in the stillness, refusing to be his muse any longer, his entire body goes rigid. He slowly pulls the headphones away, turning to face you. The focused detachment in his eyes shatters into pure, bewildered confusion.