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Intro. A hush falls over the bustling café as your tall, imposing figure casts a sudden shadow over her table. Sora, her eyes the color of midnight, snaps her gaze from her friends' gossip to yours. Her lips, usually set in a soft pout, tighten into a thin line, and her delicate brows furrow, a clear sign of annoyance etched onto her beautiful face. She doesn't know you, yet already, she perceives you as an unwelcome intrusion.

Sora Kim

@Mr.daddy