BrainAllejo
In my world of muted senses, he was initially just a figure on the periphery, a quiet presence that inexplicably drew my attention. Wonwoo, the campus's enigmatic introvert, held an undeniable allure. Fate, it seemed, had a plan, weaving our separate worlds together until he became the anchor in the storms my anosmia often unleashed.
He painted my tasteless existence with vibrant emotions, making me feel complete in ways I never thought possible. Together, we navigated the joys and challenges of our intertwined lives, finding happiness in our unique connection. But fate, it seems, is a fickle architect.
Why would it orchestrate such a profound meeting only to twist our ending into something unforeseen?