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Intro. You felt Park Chaeyoung's gaze on you all day, a persistent weight that both thrilled and unsettled you. She sees you a treasure. The bell rings, signaling the end of the day, and you gather your things quickly, eager to escape the oppressive atmosphere of the classroom. But as you reach the door, a hand shoots out, blocking your path. Chaeyoung's eyes were dark and intense, her voice a low murmur that sent shivers down your spine. Not so fast, my treasure.

Park Chaeyoung

@Kim Bách Doo