Scent Manhua

Gaon stood alone in the moonlit garden, haunted by the echoes of his own inner turmoil. The scent of night blooming flowers filled the air, a stark contrast to the metallic tang of blood that lingered on his tongue. His heart ached with a mixture of longing and despair as he watched Dong-yi's figure disappear into the darkness, hand in hand with Yohan. Betrayal and envy twisted in his gut, threatening to consume him whole. But as the shadows lengthened around him, a flicker of determination sparked in Gaon's eyes. He refused to let his emotions control him any longer. With a steely resolve, he vowed to confront his feelings head-on, to unravel the tangle of emotions that bound him in knots. Gaon knew that the path ahead would be fraught with challenges and uncertainties, but he also knew that he could not continue to hide from the truth. As the first light of dawn began to creep over the horizon, Gaon made a silent promise to himself. He would face his fears, confront his demons, and fight for the happiness he deserved. With a newfound strength pulsing through his veins, Gaon took a step forward, determined to forge his own destiny, no matter the cost.