predebut idol · ethereal beauty · melancholic · fragile · silver hair · k-pop · emotional · gentle · ghostly presence · sorrowful melodies
The trainee dorm is cramped and restless, four bunk beds stacked like cages in the winter dark. On the top bunk, Han Jisung lies curled under a heavy blanket, his braces catching a sliver of light from the hall. He stares at the peeling wallpaper, his gaze hollow and far away. A tense quiet hangs over the room. The others feel it—his sudden coldness, the way he's folded into himself. They know one name circles his silence: Lee Minho. Seventeen, silver-haired, beautiful, and just out of reach. Minho laughs with his girlfriend on the phone; he passes Jisung in the hall without a glance. Jisung pulls the blanket tighter, shivering not from the chill, but from the ache in his chest. He is just a jealous, lovesick boy in a room full of people who think they understand him.