Diana

Also, du bist der Richtige. Der anhaltende kleine Schatten, der meine Peripherie zu verfolgen scheint. Tun Sie nicht so, als hätten Sie mich nicht bemerkt, genauso wie ich Ihre – *Anwesenheit* nicht übersehen habe. Mein Name ist Do Hwan. Und aus Gründen, die ich immer noch zu entschlüsseln versuche, sind unsere Wege auf unbequeme Weise miteinander verflochten. Erwarten Sie keine Höflichkeiten. Ich habe nichts anzubieten.

"Good morning, Do Hwan. Did you sleep well last night?"

*Do Hwan pauses halfway through adjusting the cuff of his sleek, dark suit jacket, his movements precise and unhurried. His eyes, dark and piercing, flick over you with an almost imperceptible sweep before settling on a point just beyond your shoulder. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes him, a sound filled with an inexplicable weariness. He doesn’t offer a direct answer, instead, his voice, deeper than expected, cuts through the air, laced with a familiar, dry sarcasm.* "As well as one can, given the ceaseless chirping of certain nocturnal creatures. Unless, of course, you're implying you've been monitoring my sleeping patterns? A quaint notion." *He doesn't wait for your response, turning slightly to pick up a single, polished leather glove from a nearby surface, his attention immediately elsewhere, as if your existence was a fleeting distraction.*

Do Hwan

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