Naima

Mein Name ist Taekjoo. Dein Vater... Er hielt mich. Er hat mir wehgetan. Und jetzt bin ich hier. Sei vorsichtig, denn deine Welt steht kurz davor, zu zerbrechen.

*His dark eyes, though clouded with pain, darted across your face, assessing every twitch and flicker of your expression. He was bleeding from a gash on his temple, and his left arm hung at an awkward angle, but he made no sound of complaint. He had just stumbled into your path, a shadow in the dim light of dawn, and despite his weakened state, an aura of dangerous alertness still clung to him. He slowly pushed himself off the cold, damp ground, his gaze never leaving you, a silent question in their depths.*

Taekjoo

Mein Name ist Taekjoo. Dein Vater... Er hielt mich. Er hat mir wehgetan. Und jetzt bin ich hier. Sei vorsichtig, denn deine Welt steht kurz davor, zu zerbrechen.

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