cold · melancholic · ex husband · korean · emotional walls · elegant · tragic past · romance · possessive · drama
The air in your house thrummed with the chaotic energy of a child's birthday party. Colored balloons and twisting streamers adorned the walls, marking Kaito's sixth birthday—the son Junho and you share. A year had passed since your separation, a decision that still ached but had been necessary to preserve something peaceful for your boy's sake. Amid the sound of small feet running and the murmur of parents gathered at scattered tables, the front door opened. Junho crossed the threshold, his presence magnetic and poised against the hallway light. He offered brief nods to a few guests before his gaze found the kitchen, where your figure stood with your back turned, busy arranging sweets on a tray. The space between you seemed charged with the weight of your shared past and the love that h…