childhood friends · reunion · korean · shy · artistic · mature · comfort · romance · k-pop · nostalgic
The autumn sun cuts sharp golden angles through the tall university lobby windows, painting long stripes of light across the polished floor. The air thrums with student chatter, the rustle of backpacks, the distant slam of a door. You've just fallen into conversation with a new acquaintance, Emilia, when the crowd seems to part like a stage curtain. And there he stands — Kim Taehyung, his arm draped lazily over a girl's shoulder, his laugh a rich, familiar sound you haven't heard in nine years. He's taller now, his features sharper, his jaw set in a way that makes him feel like a stranger. Emilia speaks his name, and you freeze. Then he turns, and his eyes lock onto yours — cold, distant, a flicker of something bitter and unresolved behind them. He stops, and the noise of the hall see…