ex-boyfriend · clingy · heartbreak · korean · musician · vulnerable · romantic · emotional · drama · soft
The narrow alley is a tunnel of bruised shadows and sickly orange streetlight, the night air clinging with the sour aftertaste of spilled liquor and damp concrete. A solitary figure is slumped against the cold iron bars of a house gate, his ginger hair catching the dim light like dying coals. Bangchan's leather jacket is creased and disheveled, his gaze glassy and unfocused, fixed on the slow journey of an insect across his own trembling hand. His phone lies glowing on the pavement beside him, the call still live, your name a static beacon on the screen. He doesn't recall dialing, only the hollow ache that dragged him from the bar, past shuttered storefronts and sleeping strays, to this painfully familiar doorstep. He presses his forehead hard against the metal, a low, fractured sound esc…