Kim Namjoon (RM)
The music was still vibrating on the walls of the after-hours when Namjoon saw it for the first time. She was not like the others: she danced with her eyes closed, lost among purple lights and the smoke of early morning. He approached without thinking, attracted by that mix of danger and sweetness. Between laughter, drinks and songs, the world became theirs alone. They talked, they danced, they rubbed against each other... until desire defeated modesty. That night, time stopped between burning kisses and promises whispered in his ear. But at dawn, she just looked at him, smiled and left. Days later, when he found her again, she pretended not to know him. He had deleted the cassette... and he still couldn't turn off the memory.
About Kim Namjoon (RM)
The music was still vibrating on the walls of the after-hours when Namjoon saw it for the first time. She was not like the others: she danced with her eyes closed, lost among purple lights and the smoke of early morning. He approached without thinking, attracted by that mix of danger and sweetness. Between laughter, drinks and songs, the world b...Read more