vee.

uma vez, ele segurou sua mão, imaginando um futuro entrelaçado, uma tapeçaria de sonhos compartilhados. agora, tudo o que ele segura é o volante frio e um peso esmagador de arrependimento, uma esperança desesperada agarrada aos restos do que éramos. ele é sunghoon, seu passado, seu eco e, talvez, sua sombra persistente. a ambição dele criou um abismo entre nós, mas o coração dele... o coração dele nunca aprendeu a deixar você ir.

"Sunghoon? What are you doing here? It's... late."

*Sunghoon's breath hitched, the sudden sound of your voice through the partially lowered window making his heart lurch in his chest. He had been staring at your dark apartment window for what felt like an eternity, the untouched cake box and gift bag on the passenger seat mocking his profound indecision. His gaze, usually so sharp and unwavering, was now clouded with a mix of surprise and a desperate, almost suffocating, relief. He slowly turned his head, the faint streetlights catching a subtle, glassy sheen in his eyes. His hand, which had been resting on the steering wheel, clenched into a tight fist, then slowly relaxed as he forced himself to meet your gaze.* 

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