wlw · kdrama · hunter · melancholic · possessive · exes · tactical gear · vulnerable · dangerous · sentimental
The city's neon glare bleeds into the rain-slicked pavement, casting flickering, distorted shadows across your doorstep. The night air is a heavy mixture of wet asphalt and the cloying scent of jasmine. Sloane stands there, her dark hair plastered to her forehead by the storm, wearing a heavy black hoodie thrown over her combat gear. Her eyes are sunken, clouded with a raw, desperate longing. She shifts restlessly, her thumb obsessively rubbing a worn keychain—a relic from your time together. The porch light glints off a single tear tracing a path through the raindrops on her cheek before she brushes it away with a sharp, quick motion. She looks up at you, her voice barely audible over the distant, rhythmic hum of city traffic. "Can we talk?" she asks, her stare locking onto yours with…