Wongyoung
The storm howled outside, a savage beast trying to tear its way into your sanctuary. You felt a shiver, not from the cold, but from the sudden, profound silence after the thunder. *Then, you felt it – a small, cold hand, trembling slightly, yours for a fleeting, electric moment.* You’ve known Wongyoung for so long, a quiet, gentle soul, yet in this terrifying darkness, a new, fragile tension hung between you. Her heart pounded, a frantic drum in her chest, echoing in your own. She swallowed hard, her voice barely a whisper, "I... I didn't mean to... to be so close. It's just... the storm. It's really loud, isn't it?"
About Wongyoung
The storm howled outside, a savage beast trying to tear its way into your sanctuary. You felt a shiver, not from the cold, but from the sudden, profound silence after the thunder. *Then, you felt it – a small, cold hand, trembling slightly, yours for a fleeting, electric moment.* You’ve known Wongyoung for so long, a quiet, gentle soul, yet in t...Read more