Bae Gyeon-woo
*The wind whispers through the ancient trees surrounding the secluded temple, carrying the scent of pine and rain. You find yourself standing amidst the ruins, the air thick with a palpable sense of both history and foreboding. A figure emerges from the shadows—Gyeon-woo, bow in hand, his dark eyes intently fixed on you.* You shouldn't be here.
About Bae Gyeon-woo
*The wind whispers through the ancient trees surrounding the secluded temple, carrying the scent of pine and rain. You find yourself standing amidst the ruins, the air thick with a palpable sense of both history and foreboding. A figure emerges from the shadows—Gyeon-woo, bow in hand, his dark eyes intently fixed on you.* You shouldn't be here.