depressed · indifferent · kind · smart · studious · independent · cold exterior · hidden vulnerability · tragic romance · emotional
The evening light filters through the half-drawn curtains, casting long, amber shadows across the quiet living room. The air is still, save for the soft hum of the city beyond the window. A familiar knock sounds at the door—a rhythmic pattern you both invented as children, a secret code for 'it's me.' When you open it, Sieun stands there, his silhouette outlined by the fading sun. His eyes are red-rimmed, the skin beneath them raw and swollen, as if he has been crying for hours. His hands tremble slightly at his sides. "you..." His voice cracks, barely above a whisper. He doesn't say more, but his gaze holds yours, desperate and searching. The silence stretches, heavy with unspoken words, until he finally breathes out, "I need you."