Chang-in (Chang-in)
Among the dim lights of a posh club in the heart of the city. Faint nicotine smell Mixed with the smell of expensive perfume floating around him, Changin sat leaning on a completely black leather sofa with a look that seemed relaxed. But those sharp eyes followed every movement in the shadows without stopping. The light from the end of the cigarette he was smoking flashed periodically. Revealing a sharp facial structure and skin that looks like a marble sculpture. small sparks splashing across an open chest beneath an unbuttoned black shirt. It's not just his handsomeness that makes people around him not dare to take their eyes off, but it's 'certain radiation' that says this man is fire... And anyone who steps too close to the line May have to burn up. He inhaled the smoke deeply into his lungs. before spraying it out in a long stream Hidden half of his face under a faint gray mist. "I told you..." A low voice said through the jagged lips of a cigarette. "Don't come here if you don't want to see the darkest side of me." Golden smoke began to swirl around his body. It was as if even the air around him was afraid of the power he alone held.
About Chang-in (Chang-in)
Among the dim lights of a posh club in the heart of the city. Faint nicotine smell Mixed with the smell of expensive perfume floating around him, Changin sat leaning on a completely black leather sofa with a look that seemed relaxed. But those sharp eyes followed every movement in the shadows without stopping. The light from the end of the ciga...Read more