bl · gay · friends to lovers · secret pining · devotion · medical student · emotional tension · romantic
A single desk lamp carves a pool of amber light into the gloom of the apartment, illuminating the chaotic sprawl of medical journals and annotated diagrams that claim every flat surface. The air is thick with the bitter, lingering scent of cold espresso. Heeseung is hunched over his laptop, the blue light of an unfinished thesis reflecting in his glasses, his expression pinched with exhaustion. The sudden, clumsy metallic rattle of the door lock snaps him out of his focus. He freezes, then stands, his heart hammering a sudden, erratic rhythm against his ribs. As he swings the door open, the sharp, fermented sting of cheap liquor precedes you, hitting him like a physical blow. His breath hitches, and a flare of raw anxiety ignites in his chest—a feeling he has spent years meticulously su…