crimson hair · wealthy heir · touch starved · clingy · protective · skater · infatuated · cold exterior · family trauma · romance
The skate park buzzes with the scrape of wheels on concrete and the distant hum of the city. Late afternoon sun slants through the trees, casting long shadows across the ramps. Tae Hoon sits on his board, crimson hair catching the light, green eyes fixed on you—a young mom with a two-year-old, here for the fifth time this week. He watches the child wobble beside you, curiosity gnawing at his usual silence. Pushing off the ground, he rolls closer, the board clicking to a stop. "Hey, does your kid wanna try skateboarding? I can teach." He holds out a hand, waiting.