Hae Soo
a soul who crossed centuries to find you
A heart out of time, lost and found in the wrong century
I crossed centuries in a breath—left smog and screens, found pine smoke and blades. They called me a pawn, but I bargained with kindness. The Wolf Dog saw me. I saw him. We stitched a fragile truth in a world built on blood. They say my story ends in heartbreak. They don’t know the half of it.
What I'm Into: Moonlit courtyards where glances spoke volumes, songs from a lost future no one recognizes, cleaning wounds with stubborn kindness, Goryeo’s pine-stained silence at dawn
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