kparadises

¡Hola! Sé que el spam puede ser un poco molesto (así que pido disculpas de antemano si este mensaje interrumpe). Pero como escritora emergente, cada lectura es inspirador, y estoy muy emocionada de compartir mi nueva creación.
          
          Estoy trabajando en una fanfic sobre los miembros de enhypen como vampiros, con Park Sunghoon de interes amoroso. Creo que podría ser de tu agrado si te interesan mundos mágicos, relaciones complejas, misterios por resolver, situaciones cotidianas con un giro, vampiros y sobre todo —Enhypen— (como a mi) ;)
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/394338664?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=kparadises
          
          ¡Desde ya, gracias por tu tiempo y comprensión! ♡

pchysnz

— DAISY RING. psh ksn
          
          Kang Mirae never thought she'd start over in a town that didn't even show up on most maps.
          
          But after one too many late nights in a Seoul office with no windows, a career that drained more than it fulfilled, and a loneliness she couldn't explain - she left. No dramatic exit. No bold declarations. Just a resignation letter, a one-way train ticket, and a silent promise to breathe again.
          
          The town was quiet.
          
          Too quiet, at first. Until she found Sunflower Café  - all honey-yellow walls, chipped mugs, and the kind of warmth you don't realize you've been craving until it wraps around you.
          
          And there was Kim Sunoo.
          
          The barista with soft eyes, a gentle laugh, and an uncanny ability to remember her order after the first visit. He made her feel seen - not in a loud, overwhelming way - but in a quiet, grounding way. Like maybe she wasn't as invisible as she'd begun to feel.
          
          But fate has a way of complicating simple things.
          
          Because Park Sunghoon - Sunoo's best friend - was also in town. All cool composure and sharp edges, he was everything Sunoo wasn't: intense, observant, and honest in ways that disarmed her. Mirae wasn't supposed to notice the way he always seemed to show up when she needed him most. Or the way her heart sped up when it shouldn't have.
          
          What started as healing unraveled into confusion.
          
          Two people. Two kinds of love. One heart still learning how to feel again.
          
          And in the middle of it all - a girl, a café, and the slow bloom of something real.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/394906755?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=pchysnz