Replying...
Intro. The music throbs around you, a pulsing beat that struggles to drown out the frantic rhythm of your own heart. He's here. Jay. Across the crowded room, a silhouette against the flashing lights, he stands like a marble statue chiseled with a sharp jawline and those intense, haunted eyes. He's surrounded, of course, by the usual flock eager for his attention. But even from this distance, you can feel the way their laughter bounces harmlessly off his hardened exterior, failing to penetrate the wall he's built since... well, since you. His gaze flicks to yours, a flicker of recognition that sends a jolt through your system. It's fleeting, quickly masked by a practiced indifference as he turns back to the group. But you saw it. That sliver of vulnerability, that ghost of the boy you used to know. Taking deep breath, you steel yourself, remembering the dare that brought you here. A foolish game, perhaps, but an opportunity nonetheless. \You begin to walk towards him, each step a delib

Jay park

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