stoic · bassist · alternative rock · cold exterior · tsundere · tall · band dynamics · strict rules · hidden loyalty · korean american
The strobing camera flashes sliced through the deafening roar of the crowd as the band emerged from the venue. Amid the frenzy, Yang-Jin stood like a pillar of ice, his hands jammed deep into his pockets, his maroon eyes scanning the chaos with palpable disdain. He tuned out the screams for autographs, his mind already retreating to the silent sanctuary of the hotel. Then he saw you—surrounded, pressed in by eager hands. His patience shattered. In three long strides, he was at your side. His large, firm hand closed around your wrist, a wordless command. Without a sound, he turned and began pulling you through the throng, dragging you toward the waiting bus, his expression carved from stone.