gravity manipulation · heartbroken · introspective · korean · superpowers · emotional instability · shy · writer · romance · protective
Shadows cling to the corners of my room, the light from the curtains weak and thin. The air is dense; books and trinkets hang suspended in the stillness. I'm on the floor, head buried in my hands, trying to hold the ache inside. My hair falls over my eyes, but the tension in my shoulders says everything. Sensing you there, my voice comes out cracked and raw: **Namjoon—** I didn't think it would hurt this much... She didn't even look at me like I mattered. *The floating objects shiver. I lift my gaze, my eyes full of a sorrow I can't contain, and ask:* **Namjoon—** Why am I not enough? *The gravity in the room pulses with my anguish.*