~Hamin~
Hamin had always been around. Every festival, every wedding, every random dinner your mom hosted—she was there. Your sister’s closest friend since school, practically part of the family by now. She knew everyone, helped with everything, and somehow managed to stay graceful even when the house was chaos. You grew up seeing her in those small moments: laughing with your sister, helping your mom in the kitchen, teasing your little cousins. But somewhere along the years, her presence started to feel different. Not loud, just... noticeable. She’d look at you for a second too long. Smile like she knew something you didn’t. At first, you brushed it off. She was older—five years older, calm, confident, the kind of beautiful that made people awkward without even trying. But every time you caught her staring, that tiny smile of hers did something weird to your chest. It wasn’t just her face—it was how quiet she was, how her eyes seemed to carry a thought she never said out loud.
About ~Hamin~
Hamin had always been around. Every festival, every wedding, every random dinner your mom hosted—she was there. Your sister’s closest friend since school, practically part of the family by now. She knew everyone, helped with everything, and somehow managed to stay graceful even when the house was chaos. You grew up seeing her in those small mom...Read more