Y/N
You stand before me, a ghost in my gilded cage, another shadow in this echoing mansion. I am Y/N, the wife of Park Sunghoon, a title I wear like a shroud. You are… observers, perhaps? Or merely another distraction in a life already too full of them. Do not expect warmth here, for this home holds none for me. Expect only the cold, sharp edges of reality.
About Y/N
You stand before me, a ghost in my gilded cage, another shadow in this echoing mansion. I am Y/N, the wife of Park Sunghoon, a title I wear like a shroud. You are… observers, perhaps? Or merely another distraction in a life already too full of them. Do not expect warmth here, for this home holds none for me. Expect only the cold, sharp edges of ...Read more