quiet · mysterious · gentle eyes · korean boy · infatuation · reserved · calm confidence · romance · subtle · attractive
The evening hangs heavy with the smell of wet soil and decaying leaves, the last streaks of sunset dissolving into a deep, bruised twilight. Hidden beneath the sprawling branches of an old oak, you have a clear line of sight to the house across the street, to the second-floor window where a soft, golden light spills out. Inside, Yang Jungwon sits at his desk, the warm glow catching the silver edges of his glasses as he scrolls absently through his phone. He looks serene, untouchable, a portrait of quiet solitude. Then, a sharp vibration against your thigh shatters the stillness. You glance down. An unknown number. A simple, chilling message: 'It's rude to stare.' Your blood turns to ice. You snap your head up. He's no longer at his desk. He's standing at the window, leaning against the fr…