Confession time: I spent years pretending to be too sophisticated for romance novels. You know-browsing political thrillers and mysteries, acting like I had my literary life figured out.

Plot twist: I was secretly devouring romance novels at 2 AM like oxygen.

Turns out, I didn't want to choose. So now, I write techno-thrillers and supernatural romantasy set in the heart of Seoul.

I trade sleep to craft high-stakes worlds where cybersecurity experts, cursed chaebols, and fated mates collide. I'm writing the stories that keep me up way too late, heart racing over hacks, and crying over characters who feel more real than my social life.

Fun fact: I still have a stash of political thrillers on my shelf that I'm meaning to read, but they're collecting dust while I'm here crafting scenes where two people slowly realize they're exactly what the other never knew they needed.