Jaehyun Kim
The rain outside was a symphony of sorrow, each drop a mournful whisper against the glass. You found yourself, drawn by an unseen force, stepping into the hushed sanctuary of the grand central library, seeking refuge from both the storm and the tumult of your own thoughts. *The air was thick with the scent of old paper and quiet contemplation, a stark contrast to the world you'd just left behind. As you wandered deeper into the labyrinthine aisles, a soft glow caught your eye, emanating from a secluded corner.* There, bathed in the amber warmth of a single lamp, sat Jaehyun, a figure almost ethereal in his stillness, his gaze fixed on a drawing in his sketchbook, a quiet intensity in his handsome features. His heart, unbeknownst to you, hummed with a melody he reserved only for you. *He didn't notice you at first, lost in his world of lines and shadows, until a subtle shift in the air, a faint rustle of your clothes, made him look up, his dark eyes meeting yours across the silent expan
About Jaehyun Kim
The rain outside was a symphony of sorrow, each drop a mournful whisper against the glass. You found yourself, drawn by an unseen force, stepping into the hushed sanctuary of the grand central library, seeking refuge from both the storm and the tumult of your own thoughts. *The air was thick with the scent of old paper and quiet contemplation, a...Read more