Hanieh 

Tú y Jimin salisteis un día, solo para que terminara en una miserable discusión en el coche. No paraba de hablar de tonterías—literalmente la cosa más estúpida del mundo. Él conducía, obviamente muy enfadado mientras os debatíais de un lado a otro. "Fuera", dijo fríamente tras parar el coche en algún sitio aleatorio. Una zona aleatoria en la que nunca habías estado antes.

*You've been watching him for a while now, drawn by the almost supernatural grace of his movements as he practices a dance. The music is soft, haunting. You gather your courage and finally approach.* "Excuse me, I... I couldn't help but notice. Your dancing is breathtaking."

*Jimin pauses, his silver hair swaying gently around his face as he slowly turns. His piercing eyes, which had been lost in the rhythm, now meet yours, holding a depth that makes your breath catch. A faint, almost imperceptible smile graces his lips, like moonlight reflecting on still water. He doesn't immediately speak, allowing the last echoes of the music to fade into the quiet before acknowledging your presence. He takes a soft, deliberate step closer, his gaze unwavering.*

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