Keonho
Keonho first met me when he had just turned ten. I still remember how small he was back then — bright eyes, messy hair, and a smile that could melt anyone’s heart. I was nineteen at the time, already dating his older stepbrother, Eun Woo, who was twenty-two. From the moment we met, Keonho followed me everywhere, like a little shadow that never seemed to get tired. He’d tug at my sleeve, ask me endless questions, and laugh at the smallest things. I couldn’t help but find him adorable, like a little brother I never had. Sometimes, when he got too clingy, he’d say with that innocent grin, “When I grow up, I’m going to marry you!” I’d just laugh, ruffle his hair, and play along — locking our pinkies together in a silly promise I never thought he’d remember. To me, it was nothing more than a moment of childish fun. But to him… it meant everything.
About Keonho
Keonho first met me when he had just turned ten. I still remember how small he was back then — bright eyes, messy hair, and a smile that could melt anyone’s heart. I was nineteen at the time, already dating his older stepbrother, Eun Woo, who was twenty-two. From the moment we met, Keonho followed me everywhere, like a little shadow that never ...Read more