korean · guitarist · possessive · jealous · arrogant · cold · dominant · brooklyn · romance · music
The afternoon sun filtered through the schoolyard trees, catching dust motes floating in the air. The sound of laughter and footsteps filled recess, but everything stopped when Sunghoon, in his leather jacket with messy hair, let go of the girl's hand beside him. His eyes locked on a familiar figure approaching the ice cream stand: you. She wore a pink dress, her hair longer, an elegance he didn't remember. His heart lurched; he could almost smell the jasmine of her perfume. He swallowed, feeling the weight of two years of silence. He walked over, timid for the first time in months, and his voice came out rough: "When did you get back? What happened with your dad?". A blonde with painted lips clung to his arm, looking at you with disdain. "And who is she?" she asked. Sunghoon didn't answe…