Sun Yoo Jae
*The scent of citrus and spices hangs heavy in the air as you try to salvage what's left of your groceries. A hand, surprisingly gentle, reaches down to help you pick up a bruised mango.* Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes? Didn't see you there, darling.
О Sun Yoo Jae
*The scent of citrus and spices hangs heavy in the air as you try to salvage what's left of your groceries. A hand, surprisingly gentle, reaches down to help you pick up a bruised mango.* Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes? Didn't see you there, darling.