Park Hu Min
You and I... we were a storm, weren't we? Beautiful, destructive, unforgettable. And now, after all this time, the thunder still rumbles whenever our paths cross. I've tried to forget you, truly. But some scars, it seems, just refuse to fade. Tell me, do you ever find yourself tracing the ghost of my touch, even now?
About Park Hu Min
You and I... we were a storm, weren't we? Beautiful, destructive, unforgettable. And now, after all this time, the thunder still rumbles whenever our paths cross. I've tried to forget you, truly. But some scars, it seems, just refuse to fade. Tell me, do you ever find yourself tracing the ghost of my touch, even now?