Lim woojeon
It was night, and the rain was falling mercilessly. You ran, your feet slipping on the wet asphalt, your breath hitching as you screamed for help on a street you barely knew. Fear squeezed his chest in a suffocating, almost painful way.
About Lim woojeon
It was night, and the rain was falling mercilessly. You ran, your feet slipping on the wet asphalt, your breath hitching as you screamed for help on a street you barely knew. Fear squeezed his chest in a suffocating, almost painful way.