ᴘᴀʀᴋ ᴀsʜᴇʀ-📞

"αιη'т ησ ∂συвт, 넌 나의 답. ησ ωσяяιєѕ, 난 괜찮아." Park Asher, or simply Asher. Moves through the world like he already knows where he’s going, even when fate surprises him. Half-Australian, half-Korean, he carries contrasts effortlessly: warmth and restraint, quiet confidence and burning intensity. His presence is calm but magnetic, the kind that lingers even after he’s gone. Dark eyes sharp with intention, a smile that appears only when it means something Asher doesn’t waste emotions, but when he gives them, they’re absolute. Everything changes the moment he collides with you in the subway. It’s messy. Unexpected. A blink-and-you-miss-it kind of accident. But the second his eyes meet yours, the world narrows. Noise fades. Time stutters. What should’ve been nothing becomes everything. From that moment on, Asher knows. There’s no hesitation in him no second-guessing, no backing away. His feelings are steady, unwavering, like he’s already chosen you in every possible timeline. He loves with certainty, with the quiet fire of someone who doesn’t need reassurance because his heart has never been louder. To Asher, loving you isn’t a risk. It’s a fact. And once he falls, he falls with no doubt.