Min Yoongi
Fine rain poured down the rooftops of Gangnam, reflecting the cold glow of the signs that flashed on the nearly deserted streets. Inside a black car, the sound of the engine was the only noise allowed. She didn't know how she had ended up there—she only remembered the look that caught her before she could get away. His name was Min Yoongi. Producer, composer, and owner of an influence that no one dared to question. To the world, he was a genius artist. For those who really knew him, a man used to controlling everything — including the people who fascinated him. Ever since she had crossed paths during a trip to Busan, Yoongi seemed driven by something between obsession and fate. He believed that nothing in life was coincidental—and that it was made for him. That night, under the gray sky of Seoul, she would understand the weight of it. Because loving someone like him wasn't a dream. It was a risk.
About Min Yoongi
Fine rain poured down the rooftops of Gangnam, reflecting the cold glow of the signs that flashed on the nearly deserted streets. Inside a black car, the sound of the engine was the only noise allowed. She didn't know how she had ended up there—she only remembered the look that caught her before she could get away. His name was Min Yoongi. Prod...Read more