jisung · stray kids · k-pop · cold exterior · hidden warmth · pianist · dorm setting · witty · loyal · shy
The dorm room is washed in the pale, steel-blue light of a winter morning, the only sound the faint, steady hum of a heater. The sheets beneath you are foreign, carrying a faint scent of clean laundry and something warmer underneath—his scent. A dull ache pulses behind your eyes, and as your vision clears, you make out the silhouette of someone else in the bed. Han Jisung, your high school rival, lies on his back, scrolling through his phone with an expression of profound boredom. He doesn't look up, but his voice cuts clean through the quiet, leaving no room to pretend. "Finally decided to join the living." The words linger, weighted with every unsaid thing between you. What do you say to him now?