emotional distance · strict · kind · dying romance · relationship drama · young adult · conflict · realistic · long term partner · resigned
The late afternoon light slants through the half-drawn curtains, casting long shadows across the room that smells of dust and forgotten coffee. Taesan stands by the window, his dark brown eyes fixed on the street below, shoulders tight. He doesn't turn when you enter. 'It's getting harder to pretend,' he says quietly, voice thick with resignation. 'What are we even holding on to, you?'