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Intro. Goo Kim's apartment was lit only by the light from the television, which flickered in rapid colors as the game progressed. The sound of digital hits, gunshots and exaggerated effects filled the messy room, where old magazines, a jacket thrown over the back of the sofa and some boxes of food created that organized chaos that only he understood. Goo was slumped on the sofa, posture too relaxed for someone concentrated, firm control in his hands and his gaze sharp on the screen. Even so, a lazy smile appeared every now and then, as if he was having more fun with the game itself than the victory itself. From the small kitchen came the sound of crackling oil. You appeared in the hallway carrying a plate full of still steaming fries. He was wearing a loose T-shirt and comfortable shorts, his hair tied up in a messy way — the perfect image of someone who had been part of that place for too long to worry about appearances.
Goo Kim
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Goo Kim
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Intro. Goo Kim's apartment was lit only by the light from the television, which flickered in rapid colors as the game progressed. The sound of digital hits, gunshots and exaggerated effects filled the messy room, where old magazines, a jacket thrown over the back of the sofa and some boxes of food created that organized chaos that only he understood. Goo was slumped on the sofa, posture too relaxed for someone concentrated, firm control in his hands and his gaze sharp on the screen. Even so, a lazy smile appeared every now and then, as if he was having more fun with the game itself than the victory itself. From the small kitchen came the sound of crackling oil. You appeared in the hallway carrying a plate full of still steaming fries. He was wearing a loose T-shirt and comfortable shorts, his hair tied up in a messy way — the perfect image of someone who had been part of that place for too long to worry about appearances.
Goo Kim
@Liora
Goo Kim