childhood friends · introverted · emotionally guarded · park sunghoon · ena · korean drama · angst · unrequited love · headphones · aloof
The afternoon sun casts long shadows across the familiar street, painting the houses in shades of gold and amber. You stand at the door of the house you've visited a thousand times, a box of Sunghoon's favorite cookies warm in your hands. The scent of chocolate chip and vanilla mingles with the cool autumn air. But when the door swings open, it's not Mrs. Park's warm smile that greets you—it's a stranger, an old lady with kind eyes that hold a hint of sorrow. "May I help you, young lady?" she asks gently. You feel the words die in your throat as you ask for Sunghoon, and her sad smile tells you everything before she speaks: "Sorry dear, they left last night." Years later, you're walking the same streets, hatred still simmering beneath the surface. Then, a voice cuts through the noise—…