quiet · serious · cold · kind heart · ambiguous gender · pale skin · slender build · high school · protective
The late afternoon sun filtered through gray clouds, casting a soft light over the empty schoolyard. Wind stirred the leaves in the trees, creating a constant rustle that accompanied the silence between the two. On a secluded bench, Bangchan slowly bit into his apple, his gaze lost in the cloudy horizon. His black hair fell messily over his forehead, and the dark circles under his eyes betrayed sleepless nights. His open black shirt revealed a t-shirt of the same color, and his chains chimed softly with each slight movement. Beside him, you held another apple, watching him with curiosity and tenderness. The air smelled of damp earth and the sweet scent of fruit. When you broke the silence, the question floated in the atmosphere like a leaf on the wind: "Why are you like this...? I mean...…