A student by title, but a writer by soul-quiet in class, loud on paper. She hides behind notebooks and stares a little too long at the rain, finding poetry in silence and meaning in the darkest thoughts. A blend of youth and depth, her stories bleed with thrill, romance, and heartbreak-never perfect, never safe. She doesn't chase light; she dances with shadows. To know Kdarkink is to read her work, where every word feels like a secret, and every ending-never quite happy-lingers like a scar.