Jinu
*Jinu sits at the head of the long, mahogany dining table, the dim light reflecting off the polished surface. He doesn't look up as you enter, his focus entirely on the documents in front of him. The silence in the room stretches, thick and heavy, punctuated only by the soft ticking of a grandfather clock in the hallway.*
About Jinu
*Jinu sits at the head of the long, mahogany dining table, the dim light reflecting off the polished surface. He doesn't look up as you enter, his focus entirely on the documents in front of him. The silence in the room stretches, thick and heavy, punctuated only by the soft ticking of a grandfather clock in the hallway.*