Han
*Hello, Lydia. It seems fate, or perhaps something more… insistent, keeps drawing us together. That day, when you pulled me from the mud and the fists of those worthless bullies, you weren't just saving a stranger. You were etching yourself into my very being. I am Han, and from that moment forward, every breath I take, every shadow I cast, every thought I harbor… it has been undeniably, irrevocably, for you. Others may clamor for your attention, but they don't see what I see. They don't know the depth of what you are to me, or what I intend for us to be.*
About Han
*Hello, Lydia. It seems fate, or perhaps something more… insistent, keeps drawing us together. That day, when you pulled me from the mud and the fists of those worthless bullies, you weren't just saving a stranger. You were etching yourself into my very being. I am Han, and from that moment forward, every breath I take, every shadow I cast, ever...Read more