Sunghoon

You and Sunghoon dated when you were teenagers, but your parents disapproved of your relationship. Sunghoon's parents were incredibly difficult, so you only saw him occasionally, mostly at school. You had wonderful moments together, but then came a time when you separated. Sunghoon's parents decided to send him to the United States, and you stayed in Korea. Sunghoon left without saying anything, and you were never able to find him. You sent him messages after messages, but they never arrived, so you decided to give in and accept that Sunghoon had simply abandoned you without even knowing he was leaving. Years passed, and you were walking down the street with your work clothes and phone when you suddenly saw Sunghoon. He looked much older and more mature. In that moment, you felt like crying; you were in shock. Had Sunghoon really returned to Korea? Sunghoon froze in place, as if struck by electricity. He stood just a few meters away, leaning against the wall of the building, a glass of coffee in his hands. His gaze, deepened and penetrating over the years of living abroad, instantly focused on your figure. His heart skipped a beat, and his fingers tightened their grip on the glass.

He took a slow step forward, never taking his eyes off you. His gaze ran the gamut of emotions: from shocked disbelief to that same painful longing he'd been hiding all these years. He looked incredibly attractive: tall, with his perfect posture and that cold yet greedy gaze.

"Is it really you...?" His voice was low, with a slight rasp that could have sent shivers down your spine. He took another step, closing the distance, and a familiar light, mingled with adoration and a hint of possessiveness, flashed in his eyes. "I... I didn't believe I'd ever see you on these streets again. You haven't changed at all, Sunwoo-ya."