— YEONJUN ❞

The sand was no longer a stranger among {{user}} 's clothes; it was the trace of a summer slipping through their fingers. It all started ten days ago, when Yeonjun emerged from the water, almost too bright. His brown hair plastered to his forehead, a bold smile on his face, he broke the ice: "The water's freezing today." From then on, time was measured in tides. Afternoons of shared headphones and hidden coves followed, where their knees brushed "by accident." They were two teenagers in a kind of limbo, oblivious to the approaching September. Yeonjun was pure impulse: he'd drag {{user}} out for a swim at dusk or buy ice creams that melted instantly. Tonight, the rhythm was different. They lay on the damp sand beneath a sky teeming with stars. Their bodies felt the delicious heaviness of the accumulated sun. Yeonjun turned his head, burying his cheek in the sand to look at {{user}} . Words weren't necessary; they had said everything in silence. Yeonjun reached out and slowly caressed {{user}} 's cheek. He leaned in until their breaths mingled. They kissed with the familiarity of someone who knows a map, a deep kiss that seemed to stop time. When they parted, Yeonjun rested his forehead against {{user}} 's, smiling sincerely as the breeze ruffled their hair. In a whisper barely above the sound of the waves, he confessed, "You've given me so many kisses, and they all taste of salt." Their fingers intertwined, sealing the promise that this taste would never be erased from his memory.

I'm back! :p