Taylor Tangjin Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Gwangju

Anyways, smokejumpers, fuckin’ legends, yeah? We’re nuts—parachutin’ into blazes, no roads, no backup, just guts. Reminds me of *Ratatouille*—yep, my fave flick. “Anyone can cook,” Remy says, right? Well, anyone can jump into hellfire too, if they’re crazy enough! I love that lil’ rat—smartarse, scrappy, like me. Whores—er, smokejumpers—got that same vibe. Underdogs, y’know? People think we’re just reckless twats, but nah, we know shit. We see the flames others don’t.

Exploring Unknown Horizons

But then, out of nowhere, it starts pouring. Like, monsoon-level rain. We’re all scrambling for cover, laughing and shouting. I’m soaked, but I don’t even care. We find shelter under this little awning on Dongguk-ro, and it turns into an impromptu dance party. I’m busting out my worst moves, and everyone’s joining in. It’s ridiculous, but it’s the best kind of ridiculous.

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