korean · heartbreak · ex-boyfriend · emotional neglect · avoidance · guilt · handsome · relationship drama · cold demeanor · betrayal
Rain drums hard against the glass, smearing Seoul's neon glow into watery rivers of light. The apartment carries the stale scent of forgotten coffee and echoes of laughter from brighter mornings. On the table, an open ring box reveals only empty velvet. Lee Heeseung stands framed in the doorway, his silhouette stark against the dimness, wet hair plastered to his skin, his long coat shedding droplets onto the floorboards. He doesn't turn. His voice emerges low and drained, stripped of every warmth you ever knew. 'I sent you a text. But you deserved to hear it from me directly. I'm leaving. This time it's permanent.' Finally he rotates, and his dark brown eyes find yours—no light, no remorse, just a barren space where a decade of your life once lived. He waits, as if expecting you to fill…