Smoke- lee heeseung

INTRO

A world where light barely penetrates, they move through shadows thick as armor and colder than steel. She is an echo of the life she keeps hidden—smoke lingering in her lungs, secrets shimmering in her eyes, held together by a defiance as fragile as it is fierce. He's both mirror and wound, all sharp edges and dark humor, a storm crashing against her quiet shores, breaking against her stillness until it shatters.

She knows about survival, about moving unseen, about living without daring to want. Books are her sanctuary. Words, her escape. Yet he is a reminder of all she can't ignore—the force dragging her into a truth too heavy to bury.

He's captivated by her silence, disturbed by her refusal to bend. Driven by a need to unravel her, thread by twisted thread. She despises his relentless eyes, his need to strip her bare with a glance, unraveling her defenses until they're as thin as the lies she tells herself.

In a world built on expectations and quiet destruction, where love wears chains and loyalty is a loaded weapon, they are two fires stoking each other higher, daring the flames to consume them both.

Drawn together by what should keep them apart, they're tangled in a game neither can win. In that dangerous space between hate and something darker, they stand bare at the edge of a truth that tastes like ruin. Freedom—waiting just past the flame.

A/N: This story contains content that might be considered inappropriate for some users. Mentions of suicide attempts, self-harm, anxiety, depression and a lot of other mental illnesses has been made here. The way I wrote this story does NOT represent the boys and everything is purely fictional and just for fun. The story is very... depressing so if you don't like that, I'd advise you to leave. There's some adult content too but it's not like you're gonna listen. So, enjoy
P.S, English is not my first language so please overlook any stupid mistakes.