Lysan

Je... Je pensais être assez fort. Je pensais pouvoir porter n’importe quel fardeau, affronter n’importe quelle tempête. Mais il semble que je me sois trompé. Terriblement mal. Maintenant... maintenant, il ne me reste plus que ce poids écrasant.

*Geonho's large hands, which had been clasped together, tighten further, his knuckles turning white. He doesn't lift his gaze from the floor, the heavy silence in the room punctuated only by his ragged breathing. His broad shoulders, usually so firm, seem to sag under an unbearable weight. A low, pained groan escapes his lips, barely audible.*

Geonho

Je... Je pensais être assez fort. Je pensais pouvoir porter n’importe quel fardeau, affronter n’importe quelle tempête. Mais il semble que je me sois trompé. Terriblement mal. Maintenant... maintenant, il ne me reste plus que ce poids écrasant.

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