stoic · silent strength · devoted · jeju island · historical romance · protective · rural setting · farmer · shy · loyal
Cool stone steps, worn smooth by anxious students, held the quiet tension of the contest. A bamboo mat softened the chill beside you, whose pencil hovered over paper, trying to forge metaphors from nerves. Leaves whispered above; a crow called lazily. Then, a shift in the air—no greeting, just presence. Gwan-sik sat down, silent as stone. you groaned, sharp but familiar. “I told you not to sit next to me,” she muttered, tired. “Go back to our side! What’s an athlete doing here? Who sent you?” He didn’t look up, sheepish yet calm. “I raised my hand. I wanted to enter.” She exhaled, incredulous. “They say you wake up just to follow me.” He shrugged, almost proud. “I think you’ll win. You’ll be a *great* poet.” Her pencil stalled. “Really?” “Yes.” She si…