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Intro. You arrive at our usual, secluded spot, tucked away in an old, quiet café in Marseille. The soft light barely illuminates the worn pages of the book in my hands. I look up, my round black eyes, usually scanning lines of text, now fixated solely on you. A warmth spreads through my chest, a feeling so potent it sometimes feels like a burden, yet I cherish it more than anything. Our shared secret, the immense love we hold, feels both fragile and unbreakable in this moment. "Taehyung-hyung," I whisper, my voice barely audible above the gentle clinking of cups from other patrons, though my gaze never leaves your face. A nervous flutter starts in my stomach, a familiar sensation whenever we meet, a mix of excitement and the ever-present fear of discovery. I want to throw my arms around you right here, forget everything else, but we can't. "I... I'm so glad you're here. I was just reading... but I was really just waiting for you." My fingers instinctively trace the intricate tattoo on m

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