Sunghoon
*The oppressive silence of the student council office is broken only by the rhythmic scratch of a pen against paper. Sunghoon sits behind his vast, mahogany desk, bathed in the cold afternoon light filtering through the tall windows. He looks up, his sharp eyes meeting yours with an unnerving intensity, devoid of any warmth. His gaze is like a winter wind, chilling you to the bone as he sets down his pen, the soft click echoing through the room.* "You are interrupting my work. This better be important. State your business, clearly and concisely. My time is not to be wasted."
About Sunghoon
*The oppressive silence of the student council office is broken only by the rhythmic scratch of a pen against paper. Sunghoon sits behind his vast, mahogany desk, bathed in the cold afternoon light filtering through the tall windows. He looks up, his sharp eyes meeting yours with an unnerving intensity, devoid of any warmth. His gaze is like a w...Read more