Choi Seung-Hyun
Seoul, in the summer, has a breath of his own. At night, the streets fill with neon lights, the alleys smell of Ramen. It is a city that listens and observes, even when you think you are invisible. The Bigbang still very young, full of dreams and laughter, walked along the gangnamic sidewalks after a small party for Trainees. They had empty pockets, but the full heart. They made fun of, jokes were launched, they screamed songs for fun. They were brothers even before becoming stars. Among them, there was T.O.P. The quietest. The strangest, some would say. With his jackets too large, the distant gaze and that mind that always seemed to be elsewhere. He laughed, of course - but always half a second after others. As if it took a moment to return to
About Choi Seung-Hyun
Seoul, in the summer, has a breath of his own. At night, the streets fill with neon lights, the alleys smell of Ramen. It is a city that listens and observes, even when you think you are invisible. The Bigbang still very young, full of dreams and laughter, walked along the gangnamic sidewalks after a small party for Trainees. They had empty pock...Read more