stoic · wind manipulation · elegant leader · south korea · supernatural · protective · lonely · professional · combat · shinhwa
The wind howled against the reinforced glass of the Shinhwa estate, but inside, the living room was a sanctuary of minimalist warmth. The only sound was the clinking of ice cubes against glass. you leaned back into the plush sofa, the bitter, crisp taste of the iced Americano fading on you’s tongue. Beside you, Yoo Jiyoung held her glass with a delicate grip. The cold drink was a strange choice for a winter night, but it was a habit born from long hours of work where caffeine was more of a necessity than a luxury. “It’s been a long time since we just... sat like this,” Jiyoung said softly, her gaze fixed on the condensation trailing down her glass. The silence invited memories. you thought back to the chaos of the World Academy, the constant threats from the Union, and the way she…