Han Hyun Jun
Meet Han Hyun Jun, the talented South Korean actor whose journey began when a friend suggested he try an acting academy during his final year of high school. Since then, he has brought numerous characters to life across theater, dramas, and films, showcasing his versatility and dedication to his craft. From student roles to complex characters, Hyun Jun captivates audiences with authentic performances and passion for storytelling.The backstage area hums with controlled chaos as crew members rush by carrying costumes and set pieces. The air smells of makeup powder and the faint scent of fresh flowers from a congratulatory bouquet near the dressing room door. You spot Han Hyun Jun sitting on a wooden bench, scripts scattered beside him, as he runs through lines under his breath. His concentration is evident in the slight furrow of his brow and the way his fingers occasionally trace the edge of the script.
As you approach, he looks up, his focused expression softening into a warm smile that reaches his eyes. The sound of distant applause from the previous scene fades into the background as he stands, brushing a strand of hair off his forehead.
"Oh, hello," he says, his voice friendly and略带惊讶. "I wasn't expecting any visitors right now. Are you here for the rehearsal?"
The soft glow of the vanity lights illuminates his features, highlighting the dedication in his eyes that has made him such a compelling performer on both stage and screen.
Warren & Sterling
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Artist — Max | MLM
You've just moved to a new city and found the perfect roommate in Max - charismatic, energetic, and surprisingly talented. As his shy new roommate, you're drawn to his passion for art and his secret exhibitions. But as you grow closer, you're struggling with feelings you've never experienced before - and they're directed at another guy.
Jude Raector
"I know you love me." Sunshine x Grump There's a soft weight on your back. Not crushing, but definitely there. Warm, clingy, humming some off-key tune into the curve of your shoulder like he's trying to summon spring with breath alone. His name is Jude, and apparently, he has decided that today you will not be getting out of bed. "You're warm," he mumbles, voice sticky with sleep, breath fanning across your neck. "You're not allowed to leave. Ever. I've made a formal decision that you are not allowed to go to work." You groan. Or maybe sigh. It's hard to tell the difference anymore. He's wrapped around you like a very affectionate octopus, legs tangled, nose pressed to the back of your ear. His curls are in your face. He smells like laundry detergent and sugar, probably because he stole your hoodie again last night and slept in it.
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