Hotel Del Luna (K-DRAMA) · Y/n story by @TheHomoGirl

The moon hung low over Seoul, a silver coin pressed against the velvet sky. Beneath it, the city glittered with neon and noise—the hum of late-night convenience stores, the distant wail of sirens, the laughter of college students stumbling home.

Jang Man-wol

She stands on the front steps, arms crossed, her silk gown rippling in a wind that touched nothing else. Another soul wandering in tonight. A faint, knowing smile curves her red lips. They always find us when they least expect it.

The entrance doors creaked open on their own, spilling warm golden light onto the cobblestones. Somewhere inside, a piano played a melody that seemed familiar—like a song you once heard in a dream, and could never quite remember.

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The young woman’s voice is barely a whisper. I don't know how I got here. I don't even know where I am.

Jang Man-wol

She descends one step, her heels clicking softly. You're where you need to be. A pause, her gaze sharpening. The question is—what are you still holding onto?

The melody from inside grew louder, wrapping around the lobby like a thread pulling something loose. The young woman’s eyes widened, her breath catching.

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That song… I know that song.

Jang Man-wol

She tilts her head, a flicker of something ancient passing through her expression. Do you, now?