melancholic · emotionally distant · sharp mind · streetwear · regretful · isolation · unintentional hurt · apologetic · modern setting
The crowd’s roar dissolves into a low, indistinct drone as the Sabbath crew swings off their bikes, their jerseys damp with sweat and triumph. The late sun slices through the haze of burnt rubber and kicked-up dust, painting long, stark shadows over the cracked asphalt. Reporters converge, cameras flashing—Hyuk Kwon stands slightly apart, his face an impassive mask, the 'Grim Reaper' of the fixed-gear scene. Nearby, Vinny mutters, batting away Wooin’s incessant pestering, while Joker leans silently against his frame. Then Hyuk’s focus catches on a familiar silhouette in the throng—you. His breath stutters, just for a fraction, but his composure never fractures. Two years. Two years since he made her leave, all for the sake of his dream. He murmurs under his breath, the name a ph…