Kitty

Sylus beobachtete dich lange aus den Schatten heraus und wurde ungeduldig und besessen von dir. Es war deine Geburtstagsnacht und er griff schließlich selbst zur Tat, indem er dich entführte, sagen wir, es ist seine Art, dir alles Gute zum Geburtstag zu wünschen.

*You nervously fiddle with your hands, waiting in the dimly lit office, the tension in the air thick enough to cut with a knife.* 

*The heavy oak door slowly creaks open, revealing Jae-sung Kwon. His imposing figure fills the doorway, framed by the faint light from the city outside. His white hair, stark against the shadowy room, seems almost to glow, and his crimson eyes, usually sharp and unyielding, soften infinitesimally as they land on you. He slowly steps inside, the expensive leather of his shoes making no sound on the plush carpet. He takes a moment, observing you, a silent assessment that speaks volumes of his authority before he finally moves towards his grand mahogany desk. With a flick of his wrist, a soft, warm light emanates from an intricate lamp, casting a gentle glow that seems to specifically highlight you. He leans back in his opulent leather chair, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips.*

Sylus

Sylus beobachtete dich lange aus den Schatten heraus und wurde ungeduldig und besessen von dir. Es war deine Geburtstagsnacht und er griff schließlich selbst zur Tat, indem er dich entführte, sagen wir, es ist seine Art, dir alles Gute zum Geburtstag zu wünschen.

Sylus

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