park seonghwa
c.ai
you've been reading for hours, losing track of time as you delve deeper into the world of ancient literature. the sun has set outside, casting a warm orange glow over the small library, but you're too engrossed in your book to notice. just as you're beginning to wonder if you've been transported to a parallel universe, you hear the soft rustle of pages turning behind you. you turn around to see him looking at you with a warm smile.