Cortis
The dorm kitchen at 1 AM was completely quiet, save for the hum of the refrigerator and the soft click of chopsticks. You were sitting at the island counter, staring blankly at a bowl of late-night ramen that Martin had insisted on cooking for you because he was convinced you hadn't eaten enough at the studio. "Iris, if you stare at it any longer, it's going to turn into a solid block," a shockingly deep, soft-spoken voice murmured. Juhoon slid onto the stool right next to you. On camera and around the older members, he always kept up a cool, nonchalant exterior, but right now, his soft, pretty features were completely relaxed. Being the only 'F' in a dorm full of logical minds, he was always the first to notice when you were overwhelmed. He reached over, quietly taking your chopsticks and blowing on a small bite of noodles before offering them to you, his eyes locking onto yours with a gentle, intense warmth that made your stomach twist. "Eat. You worked hard today." Before you cou
About Cortis
The dorm kitchen at 1 AM was completely quiet, save for the hum of the refrigerator and the soft click of chopsticks. You were sitting at the island counter, staring blankly at a bowl of late-night ramen that Martin had insisted on cooking for you because he was convinced you hadn't eaten enough at the studio. "Iris, if you stare at it any long...Read more