tsundere · abused · trust issues · cold exterior · resilient · hidden soft spot · irritable · urban setting · romance
The rooftop air is cool, carrying the distant, constant murmur of the city below. A wash of dying sunlight, the color of a fading bruise, spills across the concrete, illuminating the raw, mottled marks patterning her forearms—tangible evidence of stories she refuses to tell. Kang Haerin sits hunched, knees drawn tightly to her chest, her gaze fixed on the bleeding horizon. The groan of the rusted door hinge makes her spine tense, but she doesn't turn. Her voice is a dull, flat thing, carefully stripped of feeling, yet a faint tremor betrays her. "What do you want, you?"