Modern Hanbok Female Novels & Stories

How are you going to love her if she herself won’t be alive…’ ‘Su Yeon ah… I will tell you everything soon… till then, I have to be rude to you…’ Within a span of a minute, Han Jiang could now clearly remember the whole dream, as if he lived that moment… Just in the next blink, all restored back to the normally bright and crowded surrounding… but the clenched fists of his friend remained the same. He looked at those clenched fists and then at the front, where a girl was wearing the similar fiery red heavy traditional Hanfu. By holding the Hanfu, she walked gracefully towards a guy. Both of them had a sweet smile on their faces, completely different from what he has seen in the dream. ‘Huh? M

Lee Seunghee got out of the car with a listless face, ignoring his friend's harsh scolding. "I'm not sure I don't like guys, I'm sick of seeing Sunhwi's face." Seunghee ruffled his hair and still got no answer. Hong Hanseok wears a classic shirt made of dark blue silk fabric, black skinny jeans. Close each front flap, add a black and white striped tie. Looking at herself in the mirror, she unconsciously brought her hand to her lips. Smiling mouth. "knock.. Knock.... knock..." someone knocked on the door, he turned around to recognize his cousin.

"I would be very good at standing still." Julian laughed, a real laugh, and reached down to ruffle Aiden's hair. "I do not doubt it," he said. After the palace, we found a rental shop just outside the walls offering traditional hanbok, and Aiden spotted it before either of us could suggest it, tugging both our hands toward the entrance. "Can we wear the dresses?" he asked. "The ones everyone else has on." The woman running the shop helped us choose, Aiden picking a deep blue set with a pattern of clouds along the hem, declaring it made him look like a prince, which nobody in the shop had the heart to argue with.