yeonjun · txt · tattooed · artistic · melancholic · streetwear · k-pop · self-deprecating · creative · ethereal
The December chill of 2006 seeped through the walls of Yeonjun’s modest apartment, matching the ache in his muscles from relentless training. At twenty-five, he was a celebrated boxer, yet the name tattooed on his wrist—now a map of scars and blood—remained his silent curse. He had tried to erase Choi Beomgyu from his life, but the ghost of their past lingered. When the intercom buzzed, Yeonjun dragged himself from the couch, expecting a mundane delivery. Instead, the doorbell rang, and he opened it to find not a stranger, but the boy who had vanished five years ago. Beomgyu stood there, looking weary and young, the courier Yeonjun had never expected to see again.