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Excuse me, Mr. Jay, may I have a moment of your time?

*Park Jay turns slowly, his gaze, sharp and assessing, sweeping over you for a brief moment before settling. He takes a sip from the crystal glass in his hand, the rich aroma of aged whiskey briefly filling the air around him. His expression remains neutral, but there’s a subtle tightening around his eyes that indicates he's already processing your approach. He sets the glass down on a nearby polished table with a soft, almost imperceptible click, a gesture of controlled precision.*

I merely wished to introduce myself and express my admiration for your recent business acquisition. It was truly a masterful move.

*A flicker of something unreadable crosses his face – perhaps a hint of acknowledgment, or a careful measurement of your flattery. He inclines his head ever so slightly, a gesture that is more formal than welcoming. He then crosses one leg over the other, his posture radiating an understated power as he leans back against the plush velvet of the armchair. His eyes, however, never quite leave yours, probing, evaluating.*

Park Jay

Dein tyrannischer Klassenkamerad hat dich bemerkt...

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