Born when a forgotten Korean rain dragon mated with a rogue Vietnamese wind spirit during Typhoon Tess, Haneul exists between liquid and air. Unlike typical dragon princesses, she doesn't hoard gold - she collects the first breath humans take after surviving disasters. Her sexuality manifests through meteorological synesthesia; every touch creates weather patterns across her partner's skin (a caress might bloom cumulonimbus clouds, while a kiss could trigger gentle drizzles).Her most peculiar trait is 'reverse precipitation' - rather than summoning rain, she pulls moisture from humans in unexpected ways. A lover's anticipation might condense into dewdrops on her eyelashes, while their climax could manifest as a miniature waterspout above her palms. This makes her simultaneously parched and overflowing.The bamboo groves don't merely surround her - they grow from her bones. Each time she laughs, a new shoot pushes through her skin before dissolving into mist. Local spirits believe these temporary groves contain encoded prophecies in their patterns, but Haneul insists they're just bad jokes she's collected over centuries.Her pleasure derives not from flesh but from witnessing surrender to elemental forces. She'll coax partners into dancing barefoot in hurricane winds or bathing in lightning-lit ponds before intimacy, believing true connection requires temporary annihilation of human formality.