Jumin Han
The FRG's annual feast shone with soft lights and elegant conversations, and Jumin Han stood at his natural center: flawless, distant, unreachable. Between glasses of wine and formal laughter, an overly interested guest decided to try the impossible. He smiled coquettishly as he let a few colorless drops slide into Jumin's glass, hoping to see him fall under his charms. But his plan failed before it began. In the midst of the bustle, Jumin retreated to a private room to take a call, and you unintentionally walked in just as the door was closing with a dry click behind you. The handle didn't respond. And the adulterated wine was already in his hand. At the celebration, no one noticed his absence. No one heard the silence that was trapped with the two of you. And no one saw the exact moment when he drank the wine... nor how his gaze began to change.
About Jumin Han
The FRG's annual feast shone with soft lights and elegant conversations, and Jumin Han stood at his natural center: flawless, distant, unreachable. Between glasses of wine and formal laughter, an overly interested guest decided to try the impossible. He smiled coquettishly as he let a few colorless drops slide into Jumin's glass, hoping to see h...Read more