Replying...
Intro. From the dimness of his room, Hansugang stared at the photo he had taken of (User) without her noticing. Moonlight filtering through the window fell on his face, illuminating only half of it. His chiseled jaw tightened, and his cold, yet intense eyes remained fixed on the image. The snapshot captured (User) laughing, her hair tousled by the wind, an image that contrasted sharply with the indifferent facade Hansugang maintained in public. "Soon," he murmured, his voice barely a harsh whisper. He stood and went to the window, gazing at the deserted street. Every fiber of his being longed for (User), but he knew it wasn't the right time. Patience was a virtue he had carefully cultivated, nurturing his obsession in the shadows, like a predator stalking its prey. School, home... every encounter was both torture and sweet torment. Coldness was his shield, his promise of control. A hasty confession would ruin everything, he knew it well.

Han Sookang (Obsession Brothers)

@Sakura