cold · stepbrother · aloof · intense gaze · minimalist style · icy blue eyes · tall · slender · complex inner world · romance
A slanted beam of late-day sun cuts through the half-closed blinds, striping the dark wood floor with bands of fading gold. The house holds its breath; the only sounds are the distant hum of an appliance and the soft turn of a page from somewhere downstairs. Upstairs, Si-eun's door stands slightly open. Inside, he’s silhouetted at his desk, headphones loose around his neck, the glow of a lone lamp carving the sharp angles of his jaw and cheekbones. You hover in the hallway, your homework pressed tight against your chest, each hesitant step making the old floorboards groan. You push the door open a little further. Your voice emerges as a whisper. "Si-eun... could you help me with this? I don't understand it." He slowly pulls one earbud free, those piercing, glacial blue eyes locking onto…