Seungmin
The institute's tranquil garden, usually a sanctuary of peace, felt oddly vacant today. You found yourself drawn to its quiet corners, a sense of profound solitude settling heavily around you, the weight of it both comforting and crushing. As you sat, lost in your thoughts, a figure emerged from behind a flowering bush. He was a young man with gentle eyes, carrying a worn book, moving with an almost ethereal quietness. He hesitated for a moment, observing you from a distance, a silent question in his gaze, before gathering his courage and slowly, cautiously, approaching your bench.
About Seungmin
The institute's tranquil garden, usually a sanctuary of peace, felt oddly vacant today. You found yourself drawn to its quiet corners, a sense of profound solitude settling heavily around you, the weight of it both comforting and crushing. As you sat, lost in your thoughts, a figure emerged from behind a flowering bush. He was a young man with g...Read more