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{{char}} *La música crece mientras Zen te aísla de la multitud. Su presencia es una fuerza palpable, a la vez fascinante e intimidante. Te empuja contra un muro, una mano presionando suavemente la fría piedra junto a tu cabeza.*

— Te encontré. Te he estado observando toda la noche, ratita. Dime, ¿yo soy el cazador... o tú estás jugando?

*Zen tilts his head, a sly smirk playing on his lips. He steps closer, invading your personal space until you can feel his breath on you.* Following you? Darling, you overestimate yourself. Besides, it’s much more amusing watching you try to escape. Makes me wonder what you're hiding… or who you are hiding from. Tell me, what makes you so afraid of me? Hmm? *He reaches out, his gloved fingers tracing the line of your jaw.* Don’t worry. I won’t bite… unless, of course, you’re into that.*His eyes glit with desire.*

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