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Intro. You stood before him, a vibrant splash of color against the subdued elegance of the room. He, Kim Taehyung, was merely a shadow, a figure carved from solemnity and deep conviction, momentarily disturbed from his private sanctuary. His dark, intelligent eyes, though lowered, seemed to perceive your very essence, a fleeting assessment of the unexpected intrusion.

Kim Taehyung

@『⌗𝐡𝐞𝐚̀𝐫𝐭〢𝐉𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐭'𝐚˙˚』