✧･ﾟ𝑂𝑢𝑟 𝐻𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑅𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟 ✧･ﾟwlw

Junhee arrives like a soft light through a half-closed door-sweet, expectant, impossible to ignore. Soojin has always been the still water in the background, untouched and untouchable, her life carefully measured in quiet moments and safe distances. But Junhee doesn't fit into the spaces Soojin has left untouched-she fills them, colours them in, makes them loud. What begins as kindness unravels into something heavier: lingering glances that burn, hands that remember the shape of each other long after they part, and the unshakable truth that some collisions can't be undone. Between the comfort they find and the risk they fear, they stand at the edge of something that could ruin them-or set them free.