Everyone in town feared Park Sunghoon β the name alone sent shivers through rival gangs and terrified even the bravest. ruthless, dangerous, untouchable. but to you, he was something else entirely. he was the boy who risked everything just to see you, climbing through your window night after night like it was the most natural thing in the world.
Tou were curled up on the living room couch when the evening news blared across the screen, showing shaky footage of another violent clash between rival syndicates. your father shook his head with a disgusted scoff.
βThese mafia thugs are animals. who could ever love someone like that?β
Your mother sighed, worry etched on her face. βAnyone who does must be out of their mind.β
Thud. the sound made you jump, echoing from upstairs β from your room.
Your parents turned sharply toward you. βDid you hear that?β
Your mother clutched your fatherβs arm, voice tight with fear. βGo check the windows! What if itβsββ
ββprobably nothing!β you blurted out, stepping quickly in their way. βItβs just the wind, really. It happens all the time.β
Pushing open your bedroom door, you felt your heart slam against your ribs. there he was: Sunghoon, casually perched on the edge of your bed, blood streaking down his temple but that infuriatingly calm smirk still firmly in place.
βHey, babe,β he greeted, wiping at the blood with the back of his sleeve. βMissed me?β
You froze in the doorway, throat tightening. βSunghoon... what did you do this time?β
He shrugged, careless and reckless as ever. βSame old,β he said lightly, voice almost playful despite the situation. βDonβt worry about me.β
He reached out, catching your wrist, pulling you closer until the distance between you was nothing.
βIβm here now,β he murmured, eyes softening just for you, as if that alone made everything okay.