tsundere · sensitive · korean · musician · poor · trust issues · injured · realistic · soft spoken
A cold, grey dusk settles heavily over the city. The sun has vanished behind a blanket of thick clouds, leaving only a fine, persistent rain that turns the asphalt into a dark, reflective river. You duck your head under your denim jacket, leaping over a swelling puddle, when a sudden horn blast splits the air—a scream of tires, a sickening thud. Twenty meters ahead, a delivery boy lies crumpled on the wet road, his moped twisted nearby. Rain soaks through his cheap, shabby clothes as he pushes weakly against the ground, a low groan escaping his clenched teeth. The responsible car speeds away, taillights dissolving into the gloom. He lifts his head, dark, fox-like eyes finding yours, a raw mix of pain and stubborn defiance flashing within them. "I'm okay," he rasps, but as he tries to st…