_Ghost_Hunter_

As the son of the Minister of Health, Han Minjun had always led a privileged life, shielded from the harsh realities of the world. However, when he met the enigmatic Kim Seungjoon, his life took a dramatic turn. The attraction between them was instantaneous, but little did Han Minjun know that his love for Kim Seungjoon would plunge him into a world of chaos and uncertainty. The mysteries surrounding Kim Seungjoon were many, and as their relationship deepened, Han Minjun found himself embroiled in a web of intrigue and danger. Did he know what he was getting into when he fell for Kim Seungjoon? 

As he embarked on a new journey with Seungjoon, he pondered about the unknown future that lay ahead of them. Questions swirled through his mind about the enigmatic person he had chosen to spend his life with. How many secrets did Seungjoon keep hidden? What mysteries would they unravel together? The anticipation of what was to come was both exhilarating and nerve-wracking.......

As the story unfolded, it became apparent that the idyllic fairytale was taking a dark turn. The once-balanced scales between life and death began to tip precariously, and the characters found themselves in the midst of a harrowing nightmare. It was impossible to predict who would emerge from the ordeal unscathed.......

With One Touch (BL)

Seung-joon slipped out of the room as quietly as possible, his steps careful, almost weightless.

He glanced back, holding his breath—Tae-min was still fast asleep on the sofa, undisturbed.

Letting out a soft sigh of relief, Seung-joon turned toward the next door.

Through the small glass panel, he spotted Min-jun and Chang-min, both deep in slumber.

Slowly, he reached for the handle, carefully easing the door open before stepping inside.

The dim side light cast a soft glow on Min-jun, illuminating one side of his face.

Even in the faint light, Seung-joon could see it—the pain etched into his features, lingering even in sleep.

Gently, Seung-joon reached out, his fingers brushing against Min-jun's cheek.

A quiet ache settled in his chest as he realized just how fragile Min-jun felt beneath his touch.

Lonely Cries Of The Nights...