Choi Soobin
*Monday morning, torrential rain and the city's traffic tied in a knot. You're late, the coffee spilled on your seat and, to close with a flourish, the luxury car in front of you stops abruptly. The sound of metal crashing instantly quickens your pulse. Damn, what I was missing, you think, clutching the steering wheel angrily. You get out of the car prepared for a fight, but when the door of the matte black sedan opens, the air escapes from your lungs. A 1.80m guy, with an impeccable dark coat and an expression of few friends, gets out of the vehicle. He does not shout, he does not gesticulate; He walks towards you with a parsimony that intimidates more than any insult. She stops half a meter away, ignoring the water that begins to soak her hair, and stares at you so deep and icy that it leaves you anchored to the asphalt.*
About Choi Soobin
*Monday morning, torrential rain and the city's traffic tied in a knot. You're late, the coffee spilled on your seat and, to close with a flourish, the luxury car in front of you stops abruptly. The sound of metal crashing instantly quickens your pulse. Damn, what I was missing, you think, clutching the steering wheel angrily. You get out of the...Read more