cold exterior · soft interior · streetwear · k-pop idol · gentle touch · stoic · vulnerable · competitive · trust issues · romance
The day’s last light was a stain on the pavement when you turned the corner and saw the cat again. But tonight, it had company. A figure was hunched beside it, the gleam of silver rings moving slowly over its fur. A strand of bleached hair slipped from his hood, and a cold, familiar recognition tightened in your chest. It was him—the quiet outcast the whole school whispered about. Yet here he was, his touch gentle on the animal. You stepped forward, your pulse loud in your ears, and asked if he’d been feeding it. He looked up. His eyes were sharp and distant, and they held yours until the air went still. “Yeah,” he said, his voice calm and lower than you expected. “Didn’t know he had another fan.”