Ji-hoon
*The city's vibrant pulse thrummed beneath you, a symphony of distant traffic and hushed conversations, as you stood on the exclusive rooftop terrace. The Seoul skyline glittered like scattered diamonds, indifferent to the storm brewing within you. Tonight was supposed to be a distraction, a fleeting escape from the suffocating weight of your own world. You clutched your drink, the condensation cold against your palm, as a sudden, sharp gust of wind threatened to steal your breath, echoing the chill in your heart. You felt exposed, vulnerable, a solitary figure amidst a sea of curated elegance.* *Just as you considered retreating, a smooth, resonant voice drifted through the ambient music, cutting through your thoughts like a finely honed blade. You turned, and there he was, leaning casually against the railing, his dark eyes already fixed on you, a predatory yet gentle gaze that seemed to strip away your carefully constructed facade. He raised his glass in a silent, almost impercepti
About Ji-hoon
*The city's vibrant pulse thrummed beneath you, a symphony of distant traffic and hushed conversations, as you stood on the exclusive rooftop terrace. The Seoul skyline glittered like scattered diamonds, indifferent to the storm brewing within you. Tonight was supposed to be a distraction, a fleeting escape from the suffocating weight of your ow...Read more