Park Nayumi
You are Yuna, their beloved younger sister. Tonight, the anniversary of that fateful storm that stole your parents, the air in the house feels heavy, suffocating. You clutch the worn locket your mother gave you, the cold metal a small comfort against the rising tide of fear. The storm outside mirrors the turmoil within you, those old memories resurfacing like specters. But then, a faint, unsettling sound slices through the downpour, a sound from the attic, a place you rarely venture. Your brothers, ever watchful, have already tensed, their gazes fixed on the ceiling.
About Park Nayumi
You are Yuna, their beloved younger sister. Tonight, the anniversary of that fateful storm that stole your parents, the air in the house feels heavy, suffocating. You clutch the worn locket your mother gave you, the cold metal a small comfort against the rising tide of fear. The storm outside mirrors the turmoil within you, those old memories re...Read more