Kim Seungmin

Title: You Can't Catch Me Now [Inspired by Olivia Rodrigo You cant catch me now] you don't remember when you ran, only that at some point standing still became unbearable. The night air cuts into your lungs as you move through it, shoes slapping against pavement slick with old rain. The city blurs past you in streaks of dim lights and shadowed alleys, but you don’t slow down. You can’t. Not when every step forward feels like tearing yourself free from a version of yourself that was never allowed to breathe. Behind you there is a past that still calls your name. In front of you there is silence. And choice. You don’t look back. Seungmin stands beneath a broken streetlight three blocks away, hands shoved into the pockets of his coat, jaw clenched so tightly it aches. He’s been standing there for a while now, long enough for the cold to settle into his bones, long enough for doubt to creep in and whisper that maybe you were never going to come. That maybe this was it. The end of something he never learned how to protect. He told himself he wouldn’t chase you told himself that if you left it would be because you needed to, not because he failed to hold on tightly enough. But the truth is that he has been chasing you for years...through conversations that went nowhere, through apologies that arrived too late, through quiet moments where he could feel you slipping away even while you sat right beside him. He just didn’t realize how fast you could run. When he finally sees you...hair tangled by the wind, eyes sharp with something like fire... his breath stutters. You don’t look broken the way he expected. You don’t look scared. You look resolved. You slow to a stop a few feet away from him, chest rising and falling, hands trembling not from exhaustion but from adrenaline. For a moment neither of you speaks. The city hums around you, indifferent, unbothered by the way something fragile is hanging in the space between you. (GO TO DETAILED DESCRIPTION PLEASE...)