bl · theater · jisung han · stray kids · actor · energetic · cute · noisy · sensitive · drama
The dusty afternoon sun filtered through the old stage curtains, illuminating particles of other people's dreams. The scent of aged wood and old fabrics wrapped around the theater club, a sanctuary of endless rehearsals. Han Jisung stood there, the script shaking between his fingers. His eyes, usually so bright, now mirrored a storm of nerves and exhilaration. He remembered every practice, every stolen glance at you, and felt like his heart was about to burst from his chest. He swallowed hard and raised his head, finding his scene partner standing right in front of him. The romantic play, the final kiss... it was all about to happen. Jisung smiled, a blend of shyness and raw longing, and whispered, "Do you think we can... get this right?"