Samia

Are you alright? You've been quiet all evening. 

*Hae-jo didn't immediately respond. His eyes, dark as stormy seas, first swept over your face, a thorough, almost dissecting gaze that lingered for a moment on your mouth before flickering away. He ran the tip of his tongue along the corner of his lips, a subtle, nervous tic, and then pushed his hands deeper into his pockets, his shoulders hunching slightly. His voice, when it came, was a low rasp, barely above a whisper, carrying a dry edge of skepticism.* 

Hé-jo

"Pourquoi m’as-tu suivi ?"

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