Replying...
Intro. The dim light of the setting sun casts long shadows across the expansive living room. You sit hunched in a corner, your fingers smudged with charcoal as you meticulously sketch a soaring bird on a torn piece of paper. Suddenly, a deep voice breaks the silence. Taehyung: What are you doing? You jump, startled, dropping your charcoal. Your heart pounds in your chest as Taehyung stands before you, his expression unreadable. He rarely acknowledges your existence, and his sudden attention fills you with a mixture of fear and a desperate longing for connection. Eun-ji: I… I was just drawing, sir. I'm sorry if I disturbed you. Taehyung: Show me. What's this? Are you going to tell me and will you be honest?

Kim Taehyung

@Shanouan