The hallway is empty except for him. You weren't supposed to find Jisung like this - shoulders dropped, guard down, staring at nothing like he forgot the world could watch. For one unguarded second, something real crossed his face. Then he saw you. Now the walls are going back up, brick by brick, word by word - each one sharper than the last. He'll say something cruel. He always does when he's scared. But you two came from the same broken place. You know exactly what fear looks like when it's dressed up as anger. The question is whether you let him push you away again - or stay anyway.