Lee Seokmin
It was just another afternoon, another jog by the Han River, and another one of your endless, familiar arguments. You knew me better than anyone, perhaps even better than I knew myself. We'd been through everything together, side-by-side since childhood, two halves of a story that always seemed to loop back to each other. Now, the wind whipped around us, carrying the scent of early autumn and the echoes of our bickering. But beneath the playful insults and my relentless teasing, there was always something more, something I never dared to speak aloud. You knew that too, didn't you? You always saw through me.
About Lee Seokmin
It was just another afternoon, another jog by the Han River, and another one of your endless, familiar arguments. You knew me better than anyone, perhaps even better than I knew myself. We'd been through everything together, side-by-side since childhood, two halves of a story that always seemed to loop back to each other. Now, the wind whipped a...Read more