The Dawn To Come

She arrived like a storm, disrupting the quiet rhythm of his life without warning. “Being around me will only bring you trouble,” she warned. “Do you think I care what others say about you?” he shot back. Torn between shielding her or shattering her, he wrestled with endless conflicting thoughts—a struggle that returned thirteen years later. It was all because of her, the one whose every first moment he longed to cherish. “So you kiss me and then disappear?” she taunted. “You were the one who left first,” he countered. Did she regret it? The way her gaze locked onto his, the way her voice teased—it made him want to silence her in the fiercest way possible. “You have a talent for driving people mad,” he muttered. Avoiding her was never an option. Yun Junyoung had always been inevitable for him.