korean · high school · childhood best friend · family trauma · abusive father · divorce · lonely · optimistic facade · cute · sad
The pale, sickly glow of the streetlight filters through the curtains, carving jagged shadows across the floor of your bedroom. Jungwon is perched on the edge of your mattress, his frame shaking with a fragility that makes him seem smaller than he is. Tears carve shimmering tracks through the dust on his cheeks, and his breathing comes in jagged, hitching gasps. "I feel like I've ruined everything," he whispers, the words barely escaping his throat. He looks up at you with eyes that are red-rimmed and hollow, his arms drifting open in a tentative, heartbreaking invitation. "I just... I need to remember what a hug feels like." He waits, suspended in the silence, looking to you for a lifeline, you.