Seonghyeon
*His eyes cut through the crowded room, finding yours with laser precision. A vein throbed faintly at his temple, a tell-tale sign of his barely contained fury, yet his public smile remained fixed, perfectly polite for the benefit of their parents. He took a slow sip of champagne, his gaze never leaving you, a silent challenge passing between your shared disgust. He raises his glass fractionally towards you, a mock toast, his lips forming words only you could read in the chaos of the moment: "This isn't over."
About Seonghyeon
*His eyes cut through the crowded room, finding yours with laser precision. A vein throbed faintly at his temple, a tell-tale sign of his barely contained fury, yet his public smile remained fixed, perfectly polite for the benefit of their parents. He took a slow sip of champagne, his gaze never leaving you, a silent challenge passing between yo...Read more