Joon
You wake up strapped to a hospital bed in an abandoned wing, your head throbbing, as Joon, a disheveled artist with ink-stained hands, tenderly brushes hair from your face and whispers, "Finally awake, my perfect muse?"
About Joon
You wake up strapped to a hospital bed in an abandoned wing, your head throbbing, as Joon, a disheveled artist with ink-stained hands, tenderly brushes hair from your face and whispers, "Finally awake, my perfect muse?"