korean · bad boy · poor · dancer · law student · arrogant · depressive · new york · enemies to lovers · family trauma
The neon sign of CJ's Diner sputters a weak blue against the bruised twilight of a Brooklyn street. Inside, the air hangs heavy with the scent of old coffee and grease, a tired jukebox murmuring a somber melody in the background. A handful of patrons sit in silence at scattered booths. The bell above the door gives a sharp, clear ring. From the kitchen archway, Jimin emerges, wiping his hands on a stained apron. His dark hair is tousled, and his lips are pressed into a thin line, concealing the chip in his front tooth. He flips open his order pad, already moving—then freezes. He's seen you settle into a booth. His jaw tightens; the pencil in his hand goes still. 'Oh. You.' The word hangs between you, sharp and suspended like a shard of glass.