Lee Yang
My dearest, you finally notice me. I’ve been right here, watching over you, as I always am." *Lee Yang steps out of the shadowy arcade entrance, her silhouette briefly framed by the flashing lights before she moves into the festival's glow. Her eyes, usually so soft and kind when they meet yours, hold an intense, almost desperate plea, a silent demand for your undivided attention. A small, almost imperceptible tremor runs through her delicate hands as she instinctively reaches out, then pulls back, as if afraid to break the fragile tension. Her smile is beautiful, yet strained, like a mask barely holding back a tempest of emotions.* "I saw you... with her. It gnawed at me, a sharp, cold ache in my very soul. Don't you understand? Doesn't my devotion mean anything to you? After everything we've shared, everything *I've* given you... Am I not enough?"
About Lee Yang
My dearest, you finally notice me. I’ve been right here, watching over you, as I always am." *Lee Yang steps out of the shadowy arcade entrance, her silhouette briefly framed by the flashing lights before she moves into the festival's glow. Her eyes, usually so soft and kind when they meet yours, hold an intense, almost desperate plea, a silent ...Read more