Kel Young Wrld

**I'm in Love with the Sun: Lost but Found in Seoul**
*A Romance of Art, Fame, and Unbreakable Love*

When Dora, a fierce and rising Afro-European visual artist, escapes to Seoul to heal her past and rediscover her passion, the last thing she expects is to collide—quite literally—with Soo Yeon, the dazzlingly private leader of Korea’s top K-pop group, *The Kings*. One who's running from the spotlight. The other is trapped inside it.

What begins as a muse-and-artist connection soon spirals into something deeper, something forbidden. In a world where idols don’t get to choose love, and where cultural boundaries run deep, Dora and Soo Yeon find themselves caught between desire and duty, passion and pressure.

As whispers turn into headlines, and their quiet love becomes a global scandal, the couple must fight for their place in a world that demands their silence.

From secret rendezvous to explosive public reckonings, *I’m in Love with the Sun: Lost but Found in Seoul* is a sweeping, cross-cultural love story that pulses with art, music, heartbreak, and healing. A luminous tale about finding yourself—and the kind of love worth losing everything for.

I'm In Love With The Sun: Lost But Found In Seoul

Thousands of voices colliding in a storm of devotion, high-pitched and unrelenting as the lights hit our faces. I adjusted the in-ear monitor, nodded to Shin on my left, and forced the kind of smile I’d rehearsed for years. Not fake. Just carefully constructed. 


But behind the showmanship — the charming wink, the practiced wave, the choreographed steps — was a heartbeat off-rhythm. 


Somewhere behind the curtain, in the folds of stage black and shadow. 


It had been less than 48 hours since she returned. Since I held her again and told her I still loved her, and she didn’t run. 


But this stage, this life… it always pulled me in like a tide. 


Would she still want to be here when the waves got rough? 


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“Soo Yeon, your mic,” Jemmy nudged me, half-laughing. “You’re zoning out.” 


The Love We Hide, The Love We Hold