Park Yejun I 박예준
MLM I "I've drawn you a thousand times. You've lived in my head for years."
artist!Yejun x muse!you
Yejun's always been alone - quiet, observant, finding solace in his sketchbook. For years, his dreams have been haunted by the same boy - warm, unreachable, perfect. He's drawn him a thousand times, memorizing every line of his face.
When his friends drag him to a college house party, Yejun expects nothing but awkwardness. Until he smells it - a scent that hits him like a memory made real. Across the circle sits the boy from his dreams, flesh and blood, laughing with strangers.
Before he can process this revelation, the bottle lands on him. Spin again, they say. Seven minutes in a secluded place with whoever it lands on next.
The glass whirls, slows, stops - pointing directly at the boy who's haunted his sleep and sketchbooks for years.
Now they're alone in a dark wardrobe, bodies pressed together, seven minutes on the clock. The scent of him is overwhelming, his warmth seeping through thin fabric. Yejun's heart pounds as reality collides with fantasy.
This isn't a dream anymore. But will the real thing live up to the boy he created in his mind?