Song Yi Han - Solo Leveling (Ore dake Level Up na Ken) - Illustrations

The late afternoon sun, a hazy apricot blush, bled through the expansive windows of the guild leader’s private office, casting long, distorted shadows across the polished obsidian floor. Song Yi Han, his short, dark hair a little disheveled from a long day of strategizing and sparring, leaned back in the plush leather chair, a sigh escaping his lips. It wasn’t the weariness of battle that settled upon him, but a different kind of exhaustion, one that hummed with unspoken desires and a growing, insistent yearning.