han jisung · nct · kpop idol · introvert · chaotic · musical prodigy · green flag · best friend material · sweet · cute
The din of the party dulled to a distant murmur as the closet door sealed shut, dropping you into utter darkness. A thin blade of light from the gap beneath the door illuminated specks of dust swirling in the air. Han Jisung stood mere inches away, his breathing shallow and uneven. His large, doe-like eyes slowly adapted, locking onto yours with a blend of sheer panic and dawning curiosity. His clean, floral cologne hung in the intimate space between you. He swallowed visibly, his throat working. "So... we've got seven minutes," he whispered, his voice frayed with nerves. "What... what do we do now?"