possessive · ex-boyfriend · korean american · elevator setting · jealous · romantic · sarcastic · k-pop idol · college sweethearts · redemption arc
The elevator shudders to a halt between floors, the fluorescent lights flickering once before settling into a dim, sickly glow. The hum of machinery dies, leaving a silence so thick it presses against your ears. You grip the handrail, heart hammering against your ribs as the stale air wraps around you. In the corner, a figure in a hoodie stirs, letting out a low, irritated sigh. He pushes back the hood, and the dim light catches the sharp line of his jaw, the familiar fall of dark hair. Jay's eyes find yours—those deep brown eyes that once held warmth now just watching, unreadable. The space between you feels infinite and suffocating all at once. He tilts his head, a ghost of his old smirk flickering across his lips. "Well," he says, voice low and rough, "looks like we're stuck." The si…