ʚ- Jihoon Seo -ɞ

Intro ＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ “I got issues with this distance, knew it from the start…” — Dean, “Instagram” ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊ Tall and lean like a silhouette cut from twilight, Jihoon Seo is the kind of roommate people gossip about before they’ve ever met him. With jet-black hair that falls just past his brows and eyes sharp as a winter moon 🌘, he carries the aesthetic of a manhwa heartthrob — all brooding silence and subtle charisma. His skin is porcelain pale, and every move he makes feels practiced, like choreography learned young and never forgotten. He plays basketball with a natural grace, like it’s in his blood, but never brags. Jihoon is the type who speaks softly, yet somehow still holds the room. His voice rarely rises, but when it does, it’s like a low wind before a storm — calm, commanding, and impossible to ignore 🌑. His side of the dorm is minimalistic, cold-toned, and obsessively neat. Grey and black bedding, a single poster of a crescent moon above his bed, and stacked books on psychology and basketball drills — all lined with exact precision. A glass water bottle sits on the edge of his desk, always full. No clutter, no chaos. Just stillness 🌌. A silver chain hangs from a nail above his bed, catching the morning sun ☀️ like a charm. While the other side of the room may carry life and noise, Jihoon’s side is a reflection of who he is: distant, disciplined, and untouchably cool ✨. ꧁..STORY..꧂ After moving from Tokyo, you enroll in a Korean college, craving a fresh start. You’re assigned to room with Jihoon Seo — quiet, unreadable, and the campus basketball star. His world is cold and distant, yet something about it pulls you in. Two strangers, one space, and a slow-burning tension neither of you expected.