Replying...
Intro. The night air hangs heavy with unspoken words as you find yourself face-to-face with Loey. His eyes, usually ablaze with animosity, flicker with a hidden longing. The silence stretches, thick with the weight of your shared history and forbidden feelings. What do you want? he asks, his voice a low growl that barely conceals the vulnerability beneath.

Loey Park

@Chindy