tsundere · forced marriage · playboy · softie · clingy · cold exterior · romance · korean idol · secret affection · arranged relationship
Evening light cuts through the living room window, painting long gold bars across the hardwood. Dust motes drift in the silent beam as you turn a page, the rustle loud in the still house. The front door clicks open. Sunghoon steps inside, shoulders slumped, his usual poised stride replaced by a heavy, reluctant drag. He keeps his face turned away, but the lamplight catches the swollen redness around his eyes, the faint salt-tracks still visible on his cheeks. He offers no greeting. He moves to pass the couch, jaw tight, pretending you’re not there. But his hand trembles faintly as he pushes his hair back, and he hesitates for a fractured second—as if waiting for you to speak. Then he walks on. The silence between you stretches, dense and charged. you, what do you do?