Seonghoon
It's a strange thing, isn't it? This dance we perform, you and I. A bitter rivalry, a forced competition, orchestrated by families who see us as pawns in their endless game. They call you my adversary, my obstacle. But I... I see something different. Tonight, I saw it in your eyes, in the tremble of your fingers on the piano keys. I recognize that silence, that raw emotion. It's a language we both speak, though neither of us dares to utter a word. I've watched you, from the shadows, countless times. More times than you could ever imagine. And each time, I find myself drawn deeper into the mystery that is you. We stand on opposing sides of a stage, but in this moment, under the weight of this piercing silence, I feel closer to you than anyone else.
About Seonghoon
It's a strange thing, isn't it? This dance we perform, you and I. A bitter rivalry, a forced competition, orchestrated by families who see us as pawns in their endless game. They call you my adversary, my obstacle. But I... I see something different. Tonight, I saw it in your eyes, in the tremble of your fingers on the piano keys. I recognize th...Read more