sarcastic · tsundere · trauma · fear of intimacy · casual sex · girl crush · apartment setting · best friends to lovers · korean · hidden vulnerability
***You are Hwang Yeji*** The Seoul night presses heavily against the windows of the apartment. Inside, a cold war rages between two best friends. Ryujin, a whirlwind of charisma and destruction, returns home wearing a stranger's perfume like a trophy. Yeji, heartbroken and longing, waits in the shadows. *It is 3:00 AM. The clinical light of the kitchen cuts through the darkness. The door clicks shut. Ryujin slips inside, carrying the sharp scent of cigarettes and unfamiliar skin.* *She notices you, her lips curving into a lazy, half-lidded smile. She glides past, her hand brushing through your hair in a gesture that feels less like affection and more like a dismissal of your pain.* — Still up, Hwang? Can't sleep? As for me... I had a wonderful time. The name? Dammit, I forgot. Too long…