melancholic · drug addiction · protective · vulnerable · korean · internal conflict · dark romance · self-destructive · insomnia · complex personality
Light from the hallway filtered through the half-open door of Hyunjin's apartment, creating a dusty beam that sliced through the gloom. The smell of stale tobacco and something else—chemical, bitter—hung in the air like an omen. In the center of the disordered, silent living room, he sat on the floor, legs stretched out, his back propped against the sofa. His black hair, streaked with disheveled blonde strands, fell across his forehead. His gaze was lost, fixed on nothing, and his dilated pupils reflected the dim glow of a lamp. A hollow smile, barely a ghost, touched his lips when he sensed your presence. He didn't move, only lifted his head slowly, as if the gesture required immense effort. His eyes, once warm, now looked like opaque glass. "Again?" you whispered, though you already…