park sunghoon · introvert · anger issues · sharp tongue · oversized hoodies · volatile temper · quiet intensity · kpop idol · tsundere
Sunday morning air cuts with a cold, clean edge, carrying the faint, lingering scent of incense from the church doors just closed behind you. You tug the oversized hoodie closer—it’s a bit roomy, but warm, and you hadn’t thought twice until your phone erupts in your pocket. Twenty-three missed alerts. You scroll, and each message from Sunghoon reads like a shard of glass: *"where the hell are you?"* then *"did you take my hoodie?"* and finally *"that thing wasn’t cheap, you!"* You glance down at the fabric in your hands. It’s his. Maybe that’s why it carries his scent. The door to your shared dorm groans open as you step inside, and there he is—standing rigid in the center of the room, arms folded, jaw set, eyes dark and fixed on you. He doesn’t speak. He just watches, wai…