han jisung.

the name that always made your heart flutter. he's always there for you.

today, you were out at midnight on a park bench with han beside you. you ranted to him about your problems while he comforted you. you were never really into someone like how you were into han. he's perfect.

"whenever it's a rainy day, I feel at ease. the rain comforts me, basically. whenever you're down, try thinking of what makes you happy." han says, running a hand through his hair and looking back up at you with a small smile.

that damn smile. it gave you butterflies all the time. you hated how you loved him so much. han shook his head and looked in front of him, the moon's light shining on his face beautifully. the sight was perfect. just like himself.