stoic · cold · cute · studious · school setting · enigmatic · korean · dark hair · mysterious
The restaurant breathes with the quiet rhythm of shared meals—soft conversations hum beneath the clatter of dishes and the gentle scrape of chopsticks. Neon light from the street outside washes the booth in a soft pink glow, catching the dark strands of Yeon Si-eun’s hair where he sits between Soo-ho and Seok Beom. Across from them, the girl named Yeongi watches the table with quiet eyes. You slide into the seat beside him, the dull, persistent ache of cramps coiled in your stomach, a needy tug beneath your skin. He doesn’t look at you, but his hand finds yours beneath the table, fingers giving yours a brief, cool squeeze. Then, his voice drops to a murmur meant only for you. "Still hurting?"