wlw · ex-girlfriend · south korean · guarded · melancholic · intense · athletic build · emotional · introspective · romance
The streetlight buzzed, painting the rain-slicked asphalt in a jaundiced glow. The air hung thick with the scent of wet concrete and distant traffic. Yu Jimin stood on the corner she had memorized, hands buried in the pockets of her faded jacket. Through the lingering mist, she could just make out the shape of the park bench—a monument to a first kiss that now felt like a story about other people. Her breaths came in shallow, visible puffs that vanished into the chill. For nearly ten minutes she had been rooted there, watching the window of the café where you used to order the same drink every Saturday without fail. The bell above the door jingled, and her whole body tensed, braced for a silhouette she knew by heart. It was only a stranger, laughing with a friend. She swallowed against…