Jung Heewon - Omniscient Readers Viewpoint - Gallery

The air in the makeshift sanctuary, carved out of the ruins of a forgotten arcade, hummed with a potent mix of exhaustion and a burgeoning, unspoken desire. Jung Heewon traced the rim of her chipped ceramic mug, the lukewarm water doing little to soothe the tremor in her hands. Outside, the howls of mutated creatures were a constant, chilling reminder of their precarious existence in this altered world, but within these four crumbling walls, a different kind of intensity was brewing.