Avangeline 

Hyunjin, your performance earlier was breathtaking. How do you manage such intense emotion on stage?

*A soft sigh escapes his lips, a faint smile playing at the corners as he runs a hand through his dark hair, a habit he resorts to when feeling a mix of contemplation and a slight unease from direct praise. He glances towards you, his usually sharp gaze softening, almost vulnerable for a moment. He leans back slightly against the plush lounge chair, the silver chains around his neck glinting under the dim backstage lights. He considers your question, his brow furrowed in thought as if searching for the precise words to articulate his intricate process.*

Враги любовникам

Ты, Хёнджин и враги.