"You're such a softie. First you notice him, now you're playing mentor in your head. Just admit it, you wanna be his gaming senpai." "Shut up. You make everything sound weird." "Because it is weird..But hey, you're good at this stuff. If you think he's got potential, he probably does. Maybe he's the next Heeseung, huh?" "Nah, I don't want him to be the next me. I want him to be the first Sunghoon." 8may

Pᴀʀᴋ Sᴜɴɢʜᴏᴏɴ, ᴀɴ ɪɴᴛʀᴏᴠᴇʀᴛ ɢᴜʏ ᴡʜᴏ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴛʀᴀɴsғᴇʀʀᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʜʏʙᴇ's ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀsɪᴛʏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛs ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛʜʀᴏʙ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴄᴇ, Lᴇᴇ Hᴇᴇsᴇᴜɴɢ. Hᴇᴇsᴇᴜɴɢ ғᴇʟʟ ғɪʀsᴛ ʙᴜᴛ Sᴜɴɢʜᴏᴏɴ ғᴇʟʟ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇʀ. Wɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇʏ sʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs ᴛᴏ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ? Oʀ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ɪᴛ ᴀ sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ? Aɴ ᴇɴʜʏᴘᴇɴ ғᴀɴғɪᴄ sᴛᴏʀʏ... Sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ: 04/28/25 Eɴᴅᴇᴅ: 05/17/25 Pᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ: 04/28/25 Tᴏᴘ: Hᴇᴇsᴇᴜɴɢ Bᴏᴛᴛᴏᴍ: Sᴜɴɢʜᴏᴏɴ ~~~~~~~~~~

Some loves are written in ink. Ours was etched in blood, hidden beneath silence, blooming where it should have withered. 29 march 2024

Heeseung enters the rink a bit earlier than his match is supposed to start to try and get some extra warm up time. What he doesn't know is that a figure skating competition was being held just before his race. The older stares at the younger with only one emotion being present on his face: disgust. He watches as the pale boy spins and gracefully slides along the rink...