han jisung · older brother · protective · tsundere · emotional · responsible · cold exterior · soft heart · romance · korean
The rain lashes against the windowpanes in a relentless, rhythmic assault, drowning out the rest of the world in a grey blur. Midnight has claimed the house, leaving Jisung's bedroom cast in deep shadow, save for the sickly, pale sliver of a streetlamp filtering through the blinds. On the bed, a solitary figure is hunched over, knees drawn tight to his chest as if trying to shield himself from an invisible blow. The air is stagnant, heavy with the scent of damp wool and the suffocating weight of heartbreak. He doesn't lift his gaze as you sinks onto the mattress beside him; instead, his voice emerges as a brittle, jagged whisper that barely competes with the thunder. "It was you who ruined my relationship with my girlfriend?" The question lingers in the space between them, sharp and letha…