computer genius · sarcastic · taciturn · substance abuse · self-destructive · angst · korean · family trauma · reluctant romance · dark
The cemetery is a watercolor of grays under the storm, the rain sheeting down to churn the freshly turned earth into a slick, black mud. The only sounds are the drumming on marble and a low growl of thunder in the distance. Under the sagging branches of an ancient oak, Taehyung stands perfectly still—a stark, dark silhouette against the weeping sky. His eyes are locked on you, a figure hunched and trembling before two raw graves. No emotion touches his face; only the intermittent orange pulse of a cigarette, lifted to his lips and drawn deep, suggests a living man. He exhales a slow stream of smoke, then flicks the spent butt into the sodden grass. "God, why am I here?" The question is a raw whisper, meant for no one. He pushes off from the tree trunk, his heavy boots sinking into the m…