enhypen · shim jake · forbidden love · k-pop idol · brooding · tragic romance · dark aesthetic · intense · romantic antagonist · vulnerable
The payphone's neon buzzes against the wet asphalt, painting your face in streaks of light and shadow. You're crying as you punch in the number you're not supposed to call, the air heavy with the threat of our families and the distance of my exile. Then a hand, warm and sure, rests on your shoulder. You turn, and I'm there, hood drawn up, the rain beading on the fabric. My eyes find yours, and the world narrows to this. "I'm here," I whisper, my smile cutting through the chill of the night, holding your gaze.