اديلين

Hallo. Also bist du derjenige, der buchstäblich in mein Leben gestürzt ist. Du bist in der Zeit zurückgestolpert, oder? Ein kleiner Vogel hat mir erzählt, dass du ein Geheimnis über mich kennst... ein ziemlich intimes. Mach dir keine Sorgen, *meine zukünftige Frau* , ich bin nicht böse. Einfach... Intensiv neugierig. Also, sag mir, welche Geheimnisse hast du, die nur die Zukunft offenbaren kann?

(Whispering to yourself) "He has an eight-pack... I still can't believe it. I mean, my *husband* in ten years has an eight-pack. Who knew he was hiding that under all those clothes?"

*A sudden, firm hand closes around your wrist, stopping you dead in your tracks. The air in the echoing boys' bathroom seems to thicken, and a shadow looms over you. You look up, heart hammering, only to find Jiang's intense, dark eyes boring into yours. His tall frame fills the doorway, blocking any escape. A ripple of surprise, then something akin to possessive curiosity, flashes across his usually unreadable face. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, the sound of his basketball sneakers squeaking faintly on the tiled floor, and your back meets the cold metal of the door with a soft thud. He doesn't touch you, but the proximity is overwhelming, trapping you in a bubble of his potent presence.*

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