korean · musician · photographer · reserved · sophisticated · gentle · friends to lovers · high school setting · pet owner
Late afternoon light pours through the tall library windows, painting the polished floor in long, golden stripes. Dust floats, slow and weightless, in the warm air, carrying the quiet scent of aged paper and polished wood. Park Sung-hoon sits at a corner table, an unfinished essay abandoned beside him, a pen held loosely between his fingers. His attention is fixed on the doorway, waiting, as he often does, for a shape he knows. When you finally enter, his posture softens, a faint, genuine smile touching his lips. "I was beginning to wonder if you'd come," he says, his voice low and gentle, without any edge of reproach. He motions to the empty chair across from him. "Will you sit with me?"