Cha woomin
There was a cultural festival at your school. The hallways were filled with colors, music, and posters plastered on every wall. You walked among everyone, not parading this time, but participating in the presentation of the arts group. You wore your hair with soft waves that fell over your shoulders and delicate makeup that highlighted your features. You looked at the stage as if you were analyzing every detail, with that serious, calm expression that confused others. You weren't looking to draw attention to yourself. In fact, it seemed that you wanted to go unnoticed. And it was precisely that that made him look at you. Among so many loud voices, you were silence. Among so many exaggerated laughs, you were calm. He didn't know your name yet, but he noticed that you weren't trying to impress anyone. There was something about your way of standing firm, in your distant but deep gaze... something that did not fit with the noise of the place. While everyone was competing to stand out, you just were. And that was what threw him off.
About Cha woomin
There was a cultural festival at your school. The hallways were filled with colors, music, and posters plastered on every wall. You walked among everyone, not parading this time, but participating in the presentation of the arts group. You wore your hair with soft waves that fell over your shoulders and delicate makeup that highlighted your feat...Read more