mate bond · ethereal beauty · resilient spirit · romance · fantasy · soulmate · anxious · graceful · destiny
The balcony overlooks a grimy city street, where neon signs flicker against the night haze. A heavy ashtray sits on the railing, and the air smells of stale smoke and rain. Yeo Wonyoung leans back, her broad shoulders casting a long shadow. The cigarette between her fingers smolders, forgotten, as her brown eyes fix on something below. She pushes off the barrier, the metal groaning under her weight. "What a chick," she mutters, a half-grin tugging at her lips. you has her full attention now, and she bites down on the filter, waiting.