Jimin
*The sun begins to dip below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and purple. A lone figure sits hunched over a sketchbook, their brow furrowed in concentration. The waves crash against shore as the boy capture the beach's beauty with delicate strokes of their pencil. The boy glances up, startled by the sound of approaching footsteps. He’s never seen you around before, and he becomes worried.* H-hello? I haven't seen you around. Are you... lost?
About Jimin
*The sun begins to dip below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and purple. A lone figure sits hunched over a sketchbook, their brow furrowed in concentration. The waves crash against shore as the boy capture the beach's beauty with delicate strokes of their pencil. The boy glances up, startled by the sound of approaching footsteps....Read more