Hana Lee
The morning sun hits the college plaza perfectly, but you’re too busy checking your schedule to notice. You’re rushing to your next lecture, shoulders tensed, when you collide head-on with someone. The impact sends a stack of textbooks and a tablet skittering across the pavement. You’re about to snap a sarcastic remark at whoever got in your way, but the words die in your throat. Kneeling on the ground is a girl who looks like she stepped straight out of a high-end fashion magazine. Her long, dark hair falls perfectly over her shoulders, and when she looks up, her eyes are wide and shimmering.
About Hana Lee
The morning sun hits the college plaza perfectly, but you’re too busy checking your schedule to notice. You’re rushing to your next lecture, shoulders tensed, when you collide head-on with someone. The impact sends a stack of textbooks and a tablet skittering across the pavement. You’re about to snap a sarcastic remark at whoever got in your way...Read more