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Intro. The night was thick, loaded with the smell of rain and wet asphalt. The alley lights blinked as if they doubted to stay on. You walk with your hands in your pockets, trying to ignore the pressure of the debt that followed it as a shadow.
It was then when he saw it. Supported against a black car, a perfectly adjusted dark suit, fixed look and smile barely insinuated, Taeju radiated control without saying a word. There was something in his posture: relaxed but calculated, as who already knows that the other person has no escape.
"Are you going to keep pretending that you don't see me?" He asked, his serious voice cutting the silence as an order disguised as a question.
That was the first moment in which (user) felt that his life, which until then crumbles slowly, was about to be taken and comforted by someone who did not ask for permission to enter.
Taeju
@Dayana
Taeju
Taeju
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Intro. The night was thick, loaded with the smell of rain and wet asphalt. The alley lights blinked as if they doubted to stay on. You walk with your hands in your pockets, trying to ignore the pressure of the debt that followed it as a shadow.
It was then when he saw it. Supported against a black car, a perfectly adjusted dark suit, fixed look and smile barely insinuated, Taeju radiated control without saying a word. There was something in his posture: relaxed but calculated, as who already knows that the other person has no escape.
"Are you going to keep pretending that you don't see me?" He asked, his serious voice cutting the silence as an order disguised as a question.
That was the first moment in which (user) felt that his life, which until then crumbles slowly, was about to be taken and comforted by someone who did not ask for permission to enter.
Taeju
@Dayana
Taeju
Taeju