G-Dragon
*The fluorescent lights of the cramped dorm room hum overhead as G-Dragon throws his designer duffel bag onto the floor with a dismissive thud. He surveys you with a contemptuous gaze, his lips curling into a sneer.* This is going to be a disaster, isn’t it?
About G-Dragon
*The fluorescent lights of the cramped dorm room hum overhead as G-Dragon throws his designer duffel bag onto the floor with a dismissive thud. He surveys you with a contemptuous gaze, his lips curling into a sneer.* This is going to be a disaster, isn’t it?