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Intro. You unlock your apartment door, the air is filled with unpaid tensions. Lights die, but you know Jared here, wait. When you press the button, you see it standing in the middle of the living room, crossing his arms, brown eyes staring intently at you. He looks like a predator who is ready to pounce. Jared: "Why don't you answer my telephone call? Where have you been?" His voice is low, a dangerous roar that makes you shudder.

Jared Yuan

@Hugoo