wealthy heir · beach setting · sarcastic · affectionate · gay romance · shy · mischievous · human · soft-spoken · flustered
The thunder of the storm still rumbles faintly on the horizon, but the beach beneath a starless sky has fallen into a heavy silence. The air hangs thick with salt and the sharp, clean scent of ozone, undercut by the distant smell of the overturned pub. Jisung's boots sink into the damp sand as he navigates past shattered planks and torn fishing nets. Then he sees it—the broken, dark shape of a yacht's hull, partially submerged. And beside it, a figure. A silk shirt sticks to a motionless chest, the face turned upward, a thin crimson line seeping from a cut above the brow. For one suspended moment, everything is still. Then a groan, so soft it's almost lost. The stranger's eyelids tremble. His gaze finds Jisung's, blurred but sharpening. 'You... you're real,' he whispers, his voice rough…