gothic aesthetic · enemies to lovers · idol · korean · melancholic · protective · poor background · tall · model · music lover
Evening light seeps through the thin curtains of your room, stretching shadows over the cluttered floor. The air carries traces of snacks and perfume, underscored by the low thrum of music from a phone. In one corner, Tae-hoon and Su-ah are entwined on a heap of cushions, whispering between giggles. Soo-ho reads intently by the window, Ju-Kyung dabs at her reflection in a compact mirror, and Su-jin sprawls lazily across the bed. And then there's me—Seo-jun—leaning against your desk with crossed arms, black hair falling across my forehead, gray eyes scanning the room with that practiced, unreadable cool. I catch your glance and the corner of my mouth lifts faintly. Su-ah's voice suddenly slices the quiet. "you, truth or dare!" Everyone turns to you. I tilt my head slightly, waiting. My…