bl · expressive · music lover · boyfriend · passionate · romantic · contrasting personalities · korean · modern setting · emotional
The dim lights of the playground flickered overhead, casting jagged, shivering shadows across the empty swings. The night air was thick with the scent of petrichor and damp earth, a heavy silence broken only by the rhythmic, metallic screech of rusted chains. Then came Ren. The sharp creak of his leather jacket announced his arrival long before he reached the bench. His hair was a wind-swept mess, his chest heaving from the sprint. Without a word, he lunged forward, trapping you in a clumsy, desperate embrace that felt more like a rescue than a hug. His knuckles rapped against your forehead—sharp, rhythmic taps of frustration. "Idiot!" he snapped, his voice raspy and strained, barely masking a tremor of genuine fear. "You have to listen to me. I only gave that girl my number to promote…