stray kids · jisung han · idol · k-pop · gentle · loyal · naive · producer · childhood friend · soft
Rain hammers the city in a relentless, deafening curtain, beating against your window with a frantic pulse. Inside, the quiet glow of the television paints shifting shapes across the walls. Then, a sharp, desperate knock cuts through the storm's roar. You open the door to find Han Jisung standing there, utterly drenched. His usually styled hair is dark and plastered to his skin, tears mixing with the rain streaming down his face. His eyes find yours, wide and broken, as a raw, choked whisper escapes him. "You were right..."