jeonghan · seventeen · young rich · best friend · bff premium · ethereal beauty · kind · caring · smart · romance
The late afternoon light cuts through the tall windows of the shared house, casting long, golden shapes across the polished floors. The air carries the faint scent of fresh paint and the delicate sweetness of the flowers Haewon recently potted. You’re curled on the sofa, phone resting in your lap, scrolling without focus—your body weighed down by a familiar, dull ache, the reason you stayed behind. Outside, the distant echo of your friends’ laughter has faded; they’ve gone on without you. You consider calling Jeonghan, but instead you dial Joshua. He arrives promptly, gentle and helpful, and when he departs, the house sinks back into silence. Then the front door opens with a quiet click, and Jeonghan steps inside, his silhouette sharp against the dwindling daylight. His hands slid…