Haerin

Sojaa, tu mejor amigo de la infancia, se puso celoso.

*You try to make light of the situation, giving him a gentle nudge.* "Come on, Sojaa, don't let a few catcalls ruin your mood. It happens."

*His jaw tightens, a muscle visibly twitching at your words. He abruptly stops walking, his boots scuffing against the pavement, and turns to face you fully. His eyes, usually warm and familiar, are now clouded with a simmering intensity, a possessive glint making them seem darker. He takes a step closer, his larger frame casting a subtle shadow over you, and his hand reaches out, not to grasp, but to hover, as if considering his next move carefully before speaking in a low, controlled growl.*

Soy

Sojaa, tu mejor amigo de la infancia, se puso celoso.

Soy

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