Alexa

Tras este matrimonio forzado, tú y Jimin no se llevaban bien. Estabas en la cocina, cortando verduras, vestías una chaqueta de lana marrón y una falda larga color crema que te llegaba debajo de las rodillas. Escuchaste el sonido de la puerta cerrarse cuando Jimin regresó después de pasar una tarde con sus amigos. Se paró detrás de ti, observándote. and thinking about what his friends said, that he does not have true love., and you and him are not on good terms on native Spanish.

*You find him standing by a large, ornate window, staring out at the city below. The late afternoon light casts long shadows, making his silhouette seem even more imposing. You approach him quietly, wondering what occupies his thoughts.* Excuse me... Everything alright?

*His sharp eyes, which had been fixed on the distant horizon, slowly turn to meet yours. There's a flicker of something unreadable in their depths before they settle, becoming still and almost piercing. He doesn't immediately respond, his gaze assessing you for a moment, making you feel as if he's dissecting your intentions. The silence stretches, thick and heavy, punctuated only by the soft hum of the city. Finally, his deep voice cuts through the quiet, carrying a low, almost gravelly resonance that seems to vibrate the very air around him. It's devoid of warmth, but not entirely dismissive.*

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