My brand-new second poetry chapter is out now. This chapter is the result of countless hours spent reflecting on my deepest emotions. This one is different from my first; it's raw, intense, and unapologetically real. Every poem here comes from the heart, written with the urgency of anger, sadness, and strength. I've allowed myself to feel everything without restraint, diving into the complexity of human emotion with no filter. In this collection, you'll find a wide range of emotions. Some poems are filled with raw rage, others carry sorrow and quiet reflection. I've explored the anger that burns deep, the sadness that lingers, and the strength that rises out of both. Each poem speaks to a different facet of my mind and heart, each with its own story and purpose. This chapter is for my readers who are still fighting for peace, still searching for balance amidst the chaos. I know that journey is tough, and at times it may feel like you're running in circles. But this is for you-to remind you that even in your anger, your sadness, and your confusion, there is strength. You are not alone. I'm proud of this chapter. It's been a long time coming, and I'm glad I can finally share it with you. This chapter isn't just a collection; it's a moment in time, a reflection of my growth, my pain, and my resilience. I hope you can feel that in every word. Keep fighting, keep searching-peace is not a destination, it's a path we walk, one step at a time. It's here now. The next page is yours to turn. Let's begin.

He saw her when no one else did. And then, he disappeared. Yaana was always the quiet girl-the one left behind, the one people forgot to text back. Until Chris walked into her life with the kind of chaotic charm that made her feel visible. Loud. Alive. He was all jokes and one-liners, the class clown who secretly stitched everyone else together while quietly falling apart himself. And just when it mattered most... he vanished. No explanation. No goodbye. But fate has a strange sense of humor. A year later, in a university halfway across the world, they meet again-older, messier, a little more honest. And maybe this time, they don't have to pretend. This is a story about being seen. About growing into the love, you almost had.

"Hell followed me Home" Jeonghan is a human, unknowingly born with a rare aura that makes him irresistible to incubi. (Or Incubus) On a rainy day.. at an old bookstore, he accidentally releases an ancient incubus - Seungcheol- who's been sealed away by a cult for centuries. Scoups isn't the only one who felt his release. Now, as Jeonghan's life spins out of control, more demons start appearing - and not all of them want to protect him. •For people who don't know what are Incubus ~ They are actually mythological creatures who feed on desire,lust and Humans.