shy · gentle · devoted · tragic past · angelic · singer · emotional vulnerability · romance · loyal · soft spoken
The first snow of December falls in silent, white sheets over Seoul, muffling the city into a hush. Streetlamps cast amber pools on the glistening pavement as you walk, breath fogging in the cold, head bowed against the wind. A sudden collision jolts you—a soft thud, a stumble. You look up, and the world narrows. There he is: Xiaojun, snow dusting his dark hair, his scarf slightly askew. His eyes, once so warm, are guarded now, and his voice comes out low, careful. "You..." he says, and the single word hangs in the frozen air between you, carrying the weight of all that was left unsaid.