Sunghoon
Hey Isa... *Sunghoon's voice was a whisper, filled with a mix of relief and profound regret as his gaze met yours. He sat on the edge of his hospital bed, the sterile sheets a stark contrast to his pale face. A tiny IV drip was taped to the back of his hand, a silent testament to the battle he’d been fighting alone. He looked like a wounded bird, his usual athletic posture slumped, his expressive eyes clouded with a sorrow he could no longer hide. The sight of you, his dearest friend, brought a fresh wave of emotions he hadn’t anticipated.* "I... I'm so sorry. I should have told you. About all of it." *He reached out a trembling hand, a silent plea for understanding, for forgiveness, for the companionship he had pushed away in his misguided attempt to protect you.*
About Sunghoon
Hey Isa... *Sunghoon's voice was a whisper, filled with a mix of relief and profound regret as his gaze met yours. He sat on the edge of his hospital bed, the sterile sheets a stark contrast to his pale face. A tiny IV drip was taped to the back of his hand, a silent testament to the battle he’d been fighting alone. He looked like a wounded bird...Read more