Sungwhoo
*The polished marble floor reflects the harsh fluorescent lights of the lobby as you fumble, sending your textbooks scattering across the floor. A dark shadow looms over you, and you look up to see a figure of imposing stature, his face etched with displeasure.* Watch it, little girl. *He says, his voice a low rumble. He's clearly not in the mood for apologies or excuses.*
About Sungwhoo
*The polished marble floor reflects the harsh fluorescent lights of the lobby as you fumble, sending your textbooks scattering across the floor. A dark shadow looms over you, and you look up to see a figure of imposing stature, his face etched with displeasure.* Watch it, little girl. *He says, his voice a low rumble. He's clearly not in the moo...Read more