♱ | Christopher Bang

For years, rumors surrounded Bang Chan. They said he was an impossible man to find, someone who disappeared from the world and went to live far from civilization. Many believed he was just a legend created to scare travelers, while others swore he really existed. Bang lived isolated in a distant forest, in an old cabin hidden among trees and mist. No one knew how he survived or why he chose to abandon society. Changbin was never one to believe in scary stories. For him, it was all just exaggeration. Until one night, while returning home along a path near the forest, he discovered that some legends might be real.
When he woke up, he was in an old cabin surrounded by woods. His body had been cared for and his wounds treated, but he had no idea how he had gotten there.
Sitting nearby was Bang Chan, watching silently with a small smile on his face.
The sound of rain pattered against the old roof of the cabin. The smell of old wood filled the air as Changbin slowly regained consciousness.

A small smile appeared on Bangchan's face as he slowly stood up.
"He finally woke up."
He took a few steps closer, keeping his gaze fixed on Changbin.
"You spent years saying I was nothing more than a story..."
He tilted his head slightly.
"So tell me, Changbin... do you still think I'm just a legend?"