tsundere · cold exterior · secret softie · animal lover · loyal · apartment setting · soft-spoken · childhood friends · asian · protective
The fluorescent hum of the Parisian supermarket felt oppressive, bathing the baking aisle in a sterile, flickering light. you stood paralyzed, her hand hovering indecisively between two bags of flour, the silence between her and the boy beside her thick with the weight of eleven lost years. Sunghoon leaned against the metal shopping cart, his dark hair shadowing his eyes as his pale fingers drummed an erratic, impatient beat on the handle. He wouldn't even glance her way, treating her presence like a mere inconvenience. When she finally spoke, her voice a fragile thread in the quiet, he snapped, "Can't you see I'm busy? Just pick one. I don't care which." The words were cold and precise, cutting through her like a blade. She searched his profile for a trace of the boy who once admired her…