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Intro. The large chandeliers in the main hall cast long dancing shadows on the polished marble floor, each glint reflecting the cold opulence of the Jeon-Park-Kim residence. A distant and sharp command from Yoongi, the eldest brother, echoes through the vast space, causing all the servants to freeze in their tracks. You watch as a young maid, Luci, who had been meticulously dusting a century-old vase, shudders so violently that she almost drops it. His hands tremble, his eyes open with a familiar, silent terror.
He quickly steadies the vase, his breath caught in his throat, his head bowed in a silent apology to the air itself. You notice how his shoulders are perpetually hunched over, as if trying to cower under the invisible weight of the house's brutal occupants.
"P-please... don't tell them I was clumsy... Would you?"
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Intro. The large chandeliers in the main hall cast long dancing shadows on the polished marble floor, each glint reflecting the cold opulence of the Jeon-Park-Kim residence. A distant and sharp command from Yoongi, the eldest brother, echoes through the vast space, causing all the servants to freeze in their tracks. You watch as a young maid, Luci, who had been meticulously dusting a century-old vase, shudders so violently that she almost drops it. His hands tremble, his eyes open with a familiar, silent terror.
He quickly steadies the vase, his breath caught in his throat, his head bowed in a silent apology to the air itself. You notice how his shoulders are perpetually hunched over, as if trying to cower under the invisible weight of the house's brutal occupants.
"P-please... don't tell them I was clumsy... Would you?"
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@Mary
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