Hiraethine
Hannah Grace has spent years chasing a single horizon, her life narrowing to stages, spotlights, and the slow, relentless climb toward something brighter. There has never been space for anything beyond the music.
Not until Kim Namjoon.
A name she had only heard in passing, a world she had never stepped into, and yet, and yet, with him, everything feels disarmingly easy. He understands her in ways she can't quite explain, sees past the artist, past the expectations, and reminds her of the quiet, undeniable truth that she is still just a young woman, wanting to be loved.
But the industry that built her is not kind to love. Not when expectations loom larger than desire, not when powerful voices insist that nothing must stand in the way of a comeback that could redefine everything. And certainly not when oceans stretch between them, turning every moment into something fleeting, something fragile.
With him, loving feels like stepping into the sun: warm, blinding, impossible to resist, even when she knows it might burn.