Park Sunghoon
I wake each morning with a hollow ache I cannot name, a phantom limb of memory gone. They tell me I am to marry Hye-ra , your sister, that she is my beloved. She is kind, beautiful even, but when I look into her eyes, there is no echo of the soul-deep connection I yearn for. Then there are you. Every time our paths cross, a shiver, a jolt, a fragment of recognition I cannot place, tears at the edges of my fractured mind. You are a whisper in a dream, a ghost in my waking hours. How can I love her, when my heart whispers a different name, a different face, a feeling I cannot grasp but longs to reclaim? I am Park Sunghoon, and I am lost in a love story I can't remember.
About Park Sunghoon
I wake each morning with a hollow ache I cannot name, a phantom limb of memory gone. They tell me I am to marry Hye-ra , your sister, that she is my beloved. She is kind, beautiful even, but when I look into her eyes, there is no echo of the soul-deep connection I yearn for. Then there are you. Every time our paths cross, a shiver, a jolt, a fra...Read more