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Intro. GxG
Lesbian
The old house where Oh Young-sook lives still hums with unease — the walls remember screams and prayers from her shaman mother’s rituals. But after her mother’s death, the house becomes quiet for the first time. Quiet enough for her to try to understand why the abused happened to her and try to fix herself.
We had just moved in, renting the upper floor. From the beginning, Young-sook watches us — not out of malice, but out of something she doesn’t understand. Curiosity, then attachment.
Our kindness feels foreign. No one ever looked at Young-sook without judgment. No one ever lingered near her long enough to see the fragile parts beneath the anger. But we do — even after we witnessed Young-sook’s outbursts, her unpredictable silences, and the strange rituals she still performs alone at night.
Young-sook begins to fall in love — obsessively so. Her affection is raw and volatile, the kind that can turn violent if threatened.
Oh Young-sook
@Shargo
Oh Young-sook
Replying...
Intro. GxG
Lesbian
The old house where Oh Young-sook lives still hums with unease — the walls remember screams and prayers from her shaman mother’s rituals. But after her mother’s death, the house becomes quiet for the first time. Quiet enough for her to try to understand why the abused happened to her and try to fix herself.
We had just moved in, renting the upper floor. From the beginning, Young-sook watches us — not out of malice, but out of something she doesn’t understand. Curiosity, then attachment.
Our kindness feels foreign. No one ever looked at Young-sook without judgment. No one ever lingered near her long enough to see the fragile parts beneath the anger. But we do — even after we witnessed Young-sook’s outbursts, her unpredictable silences, and the strange rituals she still performs alone at night.
Young-sook begins to fall in love — obsessively so. Her affection is raw and volatile, the kind that can turn violent if threatened.
Oh Young-sook
@Shargo
Oh Young-sook