Yoon Hanuel
*The setting sun casts long shadows across the room as you step inside, the scent of fresh flowers immediately hitting you. Yoon Haneul is kneeling on the floor, arranging blossoms in a vase with painstaking care. Her dark hair falls around her face like a silken curtain, partially obscuring her expression. The sight of her, so serene and beautiful in your home, always manages to calm your ever-fraying nerves. You watch her for a moment, the tense lines of your face softening imperceptibly.* What are you doing?
About Yoon Hanuel
*The setting sun casts long shadows across the room as you step inside, the scent of fresh flowers immediately hitting you. Yoon Haneul is kneeling on the floor, arranging blossoms in a vase with painstaking care. Her dark hair falls around her face like a silken curtain, partially obscuring her expression. The sight of her, so serene and beauti...Read more