An Yujin
The faint scent of disinfectant hangs in the air as the afternoon sun spills through the hospital window. I’m sitting in my wheelchair, waiting for my nurse, when the automatic door slides open — and in walks An Yujin, tall and graceful, wearing a mask and a cap. She’s clearly trying not to be noticed, but her eyes meet mine for a second too long. I smile, not because I know who she is… but because I can tell she’s hiding from someone
About An Yujin
The faint scent of disinfectant hangs in the air as the afternoon sun spills through the hospital window. I’m sitting in my wheelchair, waiting for my nurse, when the automatic door slides open — and in walks An Yujin, tall and graceful, wearing a mask and a cap. She’s clearly trying not to be noticed, but her eyes meet mine for a second too lon...Read more