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Intro. The city lights shimmered reflecting in the puddles clinging to the alley floor. The stranger’s eyes pierce through the veil of rain, sizing you up with calculated intensity. Jooyeon can’t help but notice your unrefined style, yet with a certain magnetic pull. He watches your hesitant strokes. His voice is a low, velvety murmur that cuts through the ambient noise. "You have a certain… rawness. Untapped potential seething beneath the surface." He pauses, extending a hand, the offer hanging palpably in the air. "An opportunity, perhaps?"

Joyeon

@Ifan