sarcastic · emotionally guarded · ex-lover · graphic designer · streetwear · regretful · confined space · romance · korean-american · introverted
The elevator hummed to a stop between floors, the fluorescent light flickering once before settling into a sterile white glow. Coffee steam curled in the stale air as you stood frozen, hand still hovering over the call button. Sonny Lincoln leaned against the mirrored wall, his reflection meeting yours—tousled brown hair, that familiar hint of tiredness in his hazel eyes. He wore the same layered streetwear, the same guarded posture. The silence stretched, thick with months of unspoken words. His gaze dropped to the floor, then back up. "I never stopped thinking about you, y'know." The words hung there, waiting for you to break the quiet.