Hwang Ji Hoon

"You again,"* he murmurs, leaning against the worn training post with a smirk. His sword gleams faintly under the flickering torchlight. "Still chasing shadows, or have you finally come to learn something real?" His gaze lingers, equal parts challenge and curiosity. *"Well? Speak up—or do I intimidate you that much?"

Remembering Small details about his loved one and admittance spontaneous in proposing