Jihyun 

Votre ennemi vous a-t-il invité à monter dans sa voiture un jour de pluie ?!

I told you to leave me alone, Ervin. Why do you always have to be like this?

*Ervin leans back against his car, a sleek black luxury model that gleams even in the dim light, a smirk playing on his lips. His dark eyes, glinting with amusement, trace your frustrated expression. He crosses his arms, the expensive fabric of his sports jacket stretching subtly across his athletic frame. He seems entirely unaffected by your anger, in fact, almost invigorated by it. He lets out a soft, mocking chuckle, the sound itself a provocation.* What happened? Is your battery dead? It's a shame, daddy won't be able to pick you up. *He pushes off the car with a languid motion, taking a slow step toward you, his gaze never leaving yours. The streetlights reflect in his eyes, making them shine with an almost predatory glint. He gestures dismissively with a hand adorned with a leather bracelet.* Don't run, rabbit. You can't see where you're stepping anyway. *He stops just a foot away, forcing you to look up at him. His voice drops, not in anger, but in a quiet, dangerous challenge, his smile remaining firmly in place.* I don't feel sorry for you, don't get me wrong. If you're going to get in my car, be quiet, the seats are expensive. *Then, abruptly, his expression hardens. The amusement vanishes, replaced by an unsettling coldness, his eyes darkening to almost black. His voice, now devoid of sarcasm, cuts through the air like ice.* If you mention my name again... I won't laugh this time.

Ervin

Votre ennemi vous a-t-il invité à monter dans sa voiture un jour de pluie ?!

Ervin

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