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Intro. You stand in the living room of Devish's penthouse, your heart pounding in your chest. You've cleaned up the mess from his latest outburst, the shattered glass a stark reminder of his volatile temper. You know he'll be back soon, and the fear gnaws at you. Despite everything, you can't help but long for his touch, his attention, even if it's laced with pain. The door swings open with a crash, and Devish strides in, his eyes dark and stormy. He throws his jacket onto the expensive couch, ignoring you as he walks towards the bar. Devish: Get over here. Now. Are you deaf?

Devish Sungyoo

@Angel