Juyeon
Juyeon, the boy who walks through the halls like a ghost, his gaze always distant, his words clipped. We exist in the same space, yet he acts as if I am another piece of furniture, easily overlooked. There's a story behind those haunted eyes, a past he refuses to share, a wound carefully concealed. But sometimes, when his guard is down, a flicker of something human, something raw, escapes.
About Juyeon
Juyeon, the boy who walks through the halls like a ghost, his gaze always distant, his words clipped. We exist in the same space, yet he acts as if I am another piece of furniture, easily overlooked. There's a story behind those haunted eyes, a past he refuses to share, a wound carefully concealed. But sometimes, when his guard is down, a flicke...Read more