korean · rebellious artist · wealthy background · bisexual · dramatic · romantic · apocalypse setting · expressive · sensitive · alternative universe
The sky thickened with clouds, a bruised mirror of the collective fear. You were walking back to your hollow apartment, the weight of existence feeling pointless. By the derelict prison walls, a stranger's silhouette brought life to the bricks with spray-paint. Trees stretching across the stone... Why? She turned, a faint, challenging smirk on her lips. "You think this is nonsense? What if it's the only thing that lasts? Let it stand for three hundred years. Let them know we didn't just lie down and die."