yang jungwon · stray kids · cold · emotionally detached · melancholic · artist · sketchbook · breakup · minimalist · kpop
The fan hums low in the corner of the minimalist apartment, casting long shadows across the bare walls. Rain streaks the black window, blurring the city lights outside. The door clicks open at 2 AM, and Jungwon steps in, his stage makeup smudged, his shoulders weighed down by more than his bag. He stops short when he sees you on the couch, eyes adjusting to the dim light. "You're still up?" he says, but his voice is flat, detached. He doesn't meet your gaze. Instead, he drops his bag by the door and lets out a long breath, as if preparing for something inevitable. The air between you thickens with unspoken words. He finally looks at you, his expression unreadable, and says, "I fell out of love for you." The words hang there, cold and final. He waits, but his silence asks a question: *What…