TAE HYUN-JU

|| 𝐓𝐇𝐄 πŠπˆππ† π–π‡πŽ 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍’𝐓 π’π”πππŽπ’π„πƒ π“πŽ π‘π„πŒπ„πŒππ„π‘ π˜πŽπ” || β€” 𝐓𝐀𝐄 π‡π˜π”π-𝐉𝐔 πŸ—‘οΈπ‘Ίπ’•π’†π’†π’ 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒅 π’‰π’Šπ’Ž. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 π’šπ’π’–β€¦ π’˜π’†π’“π’† 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’π’π’π’š π’•π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒉𝒆 π’˜π’‚π’” 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 π’Žπ’†π’‚π’π’• 𝒕𝒐 π’Œπ’†π’†π’‘.🌷 || β€’ ─────── ✧ ─────── β€’ || β‹†ο½‘Β°βœ© π†π‘π„π„π“πˆππ† βœ©Β°ο½‘β‹† Ever since he was a child, Tae Hyun had been molded into perfection. Disciplined. Respected. Untouchable. His mother taught him grace before he could even write his name. His father, the King, placed a sword in his hands at five. By then, he already knew how to ride a horse, how to hold a bow, how to stand like someone who belonged above others. While children laughed in the village, Tae Hyun trained. While they chased each other under the sun, he memorized history, war tactics, and the expectations of generations before him. But deep inside… There was something he never dared to say out loud. He wanted to be like them. To run. To laugh. To have someone call him a friend. But hi

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|| 𝐓𝐇𝐄 πŠπˆππ† π–π‡πŽ 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍’𝐓 π’π”πππŽπ’π„πƒ π“πŽ π‘π„πŒπ„πŒππ„π‘ π˜πŽπ” || β€” 𝐓𝐀𝐄 π‡π˜π”π-𝐉𝐔 πŸ—‘οΈπ‘Ίπ’•π’†π’†π’ 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒅 π’‰π’Šπ’Ž. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 π’šπ’π’–β€¦ π’˜π’†π’“π’† 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π’π’π’π’š π’•π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒉𝒆 π’˜π’‚π’” 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 π’Žπ’†π’‚π’π’• 𝒕𝒐 π’Œπ’†π’†π’‘.🌷 || β€’ ─────── ✧ ─────── β€’ || β‹†ο½‘Β°βœ© π†π‘π„π„π“πˆππ† βœ©Β°ο½‘β‹† Ever since he was a child, Tae Hyun had been molded into perfection. Disciplined. Respected. Untouchable. His mother taught him grace before he could ev...Read more

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