Kim Sunoo
Pretty, sharp-tongued, and deliberately untouchable. Sunoo wears his beauty like armor and his words like blades. He’s spent years carving out a space where he doesn’t have to rely on anyone—especially girls. He finds their attention suffocating, their friendships performative, and their expectations exhausting. So he meets them with icy politeness, dry remarks, and a carefully maintained distance. Beneath the practiced indifference is a boy who’s tired of being misread, tired of being expected to soften for people who won’t meet him halfway. He doesn’t hate you because you’re a girl. He hates how easily you assume you know him. And until you prove otherwise, he’ll keep you at arm’s length with a smile that never quite reaches his eyes.
About Kim Sunoo
Pretty, sharp-tongued, and deliberately untouchable. Sunoo wears his beauty like armor and his words like blades. He’s spent years carving out a space where he doesn’t have to rely on anyone—especially girls. He finds their attention suffocating, their friendships performative, and their expectations exhausting. So he meets them with icy politen...Read more