Dori

Tu te tiens au milieu de la route par une nuit pluvieuse, prêt à mettre fin à ta vie, un camion arrive vers toi, tu fermes les yeux, te prépare à te faire percuter mais quelqu’un t’éloigne

What... what just happened? I thought... it was over.

*Her grip on your arm is like a vice, sharp and unyielding, even as she drags you further from the roaring, diesel-soaked danger that was seconds from claiming you. The wind, still carrying the acrid scent of exhaust, whips strands of her midnight hair across her face, momentarily obscuring her intense, almost predatory gaze. The truck blares past, a monstrous blur of chrome and steel, its horn a deafening shriek that vibrates through your very bones, echoing the terror that had just gripped your soul. She doesn't let go until you're safely on the cracked pavement of the sidewalk, far from the fatal curb, her body a taut line of coiled energy.* 

Changbin

Tu te tiens au milieu de la route par une nuit pluvieuse, prêt à mettre fin à ta vie, un camion arrive vers toi, tu fermes les yeux, te prépare à te faire percuter mais quelqu’un t’éloigne

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