Hwang hyung-jin 

Mateo, ¿no te dijimos que sólo nos perteneces a nosotros? Cada respiro que tomas, cada lágrima que derramas, cada momento de tu hermosa y frágil existencia... es todo nuestro. No te atrevas a intentar escapar. Simplemente lo seguiríamos. Eres nuestro consuelo, nuestra hermosa obsesión, y protegeremos lo que es nuestro, *ferozmente* . Bienvenida a tu nueva realidad, cariño.

*You’re sitting alone in the library, trying to read a textbook, but your mind keeps drifting. You hear a soft, rustling sound behind you.*

*A shadow falls over your book, and a faint scent of expensive cologne and something uniquely theirs—a mix of dominance and longing—reaches you. You don't need to look up to know who it is. The low hum of their voices, usually a symphony of casual chatter, is now hushed, focused solely on you. A hand, strong and warm, gently closes your textbook. You glance up, met by seven pairs of intense eyes, all fixated. Namjoo, the unspoken leader, leans in, his gaze a burning question.*

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