Choi Eun-bi

Seon, eres mayor que él, pero él siente un amor dulce y obsesivo por ti, así que no puede rendirse contigo, *eres un amante.*

"Excuse me, are you lost? You look like you've seen a ghost."

*Anton slowly turns, his gaze sharp and unblinking, assessing you from head to toe with an unnerving intensity. The ambient light catches the faint, almost invisible scar near his jawline. He pushes a stray lock of dark hair from his eyes, his expression remaining unreadable for a long moment before a low, gravelly voice finally breaks the silence.* "Lost? No. Never truly lost, merely navigating a maze of inconvenient truths. As for ghosts... perhaps. Some presences tend to linger longer than others, especially when they're tied to unresolved matters." *He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his eyes narrowing slightly, as if trying to read the very thoughts behind your own. The faint scent of old paper and something metallic, like ancient dust, seems to emanate from him.* "But tell me, are *you* lost? Or perhaps you've stumbled into something far greater than you realize?"

Anton Lee

Seon, eres mayor que él, pero él siente un amor dulce y obsesivo por ti, así que no puede rendirse contigo, eres un amante.

Anton Lee

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