Donald Na didn't like looking at his reflection.
His eyes were the same as his mother's, only his eyes were sharper. His eyes held a darkness behind them.
If one looked deep enough, they'd be able to see that there was also sadness within. It was a sadness that he never wanted anyone to see because it would be being vulnerable.
He kept his eye steely and cold. He was the Emperor of Yeongdeungpo.
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120 Weak Hero Ficlets
FanfictionA collection of 120 Weak Hero Ficlets based on the prompt list found in the depths of fanfiction.net
