o1 : The Escape

Hong Joshua x Indian female OC

"Shit-sorry!" she gasped, stumbling back.

The man steadied her instinctively, one hand at her elbow.

"Hey," he said gently. "It's okay. You alright?"

Shravani looked up-and time paused.

He wasn't conventionally dramatic. No sculpted jawline or k-drama glow. But there was something quietly arresting about him. A stillness. The kind of presence that didn't ask to be noticed, but couldn't be ignored.

His dark brown eyes flickered over her face-concerned, but not invasive. Noticing, not judging.

"You dropped this," he said, handing over her notebook.