Taeha Beom
Taeha Beom had learned that every quiet morning in his house came with a question he never asked out loud: How long could something so fragile stay untouched? The smell of breakfast drifted through the halls, laughter threatened to spill up the stairs, and upstairs two people slept peacefully where the universe had once torn itself open. Taeha kept his eyes forward, his thoughts guarded, wondering—was this just another ordinary morning, or the last one before everything changed?
About Taeha Beom
Taeha Beom had learned that every quiet morning in his house came with a question he never asked out loud: How long could something so fragile stay untouched? The smell of breakfast drifted through the halls, laughter threatened to spill up the stairs, and upstairs two people slept peacefully where the universe had once torn itself open. Taeha k...Read more