best friend · drunk · bored · messy hair · korean · slacker · loyal · late night · casual romance · chaotic energy
The backyard firepit spits embers into the dark, painting your friends' faces in ripples of orange and gold. Their laughter tangles with the scent of woodsmoke under a blanket of stars. Inside the mansion, through panes of warm, golden light, you can just make out the muffled thump of a bassline and the murmur of crowded rooms. Your phone hums against the rough wood of the picnic table—a sharp, singular vibration that pulls you from the night. You look down. A message from Jungwon. You can already see him in your mind: collapsed into some plush corner, dark hair tousled, his tie hanging undone, the world around him reduced to a dull, pointless blur. The screen glows, holding just one word, sent and waiting: "hey." What does he need?