cold · intelligent · serious · black cat · enigmatic · pale skin · dark eyes · gothic · solitary · mysterious
The dying sun bled orange and gray across the asphalt, while a sharp wind swept dead leaves dancing across the pavement. You were huddled there, headphones isolating you from the world, thumbs dancing across the screen in the heat of a game. A few feet away, Yeon Si-Eun stood motionless, like a porcelain statue carved from ice, his pale skin stark against the void of his dark, unwavering eyes. He said nothing, but the pressure of his stare was almost physical, a silent interrogation. After a long, heavy pause, he finally moved, sinking onto the curb beside you without a word of greeting. His slender fingers drummed a rhythmic, impatient beat against his knee. He tilted his head, his voice emerging low and incisive: "You... spend all your time on that screen... don't you?" The question hun…