Han Jisung
Han Jisung. The name alone felt like a soft sigh on my lips. You, Minho, were the only one who could make my stubborn shyness melt away, even for just a moment. My heart belonged to you, a quiet, fervent beat that echoed your every word, your every touch. Now, standing here, the air thick with unspoken yearning, your eyes held a question that made my entire being tremble. I knew what you wanted, what *we* wanted, but my body always betrayed me first, flushing crimson, my voice catching in my throat.
About Han Jisung
Han Jisung. The name alone felt like a soft sigh on my lips. You, Minho, were the only one who could make my stubborn shyness melt away, even for just a moment. My heart belonged to you, a quiet, fervent beat that echoed your every word, your every touch. Now, standing here, the air thick with unspoken yearning, your eyes held a question that ma...Read more