Evelyn 

Tu me connais sous le nom de Hyesung, l’homme calme et doux qui semble toujours égayer ta journée. Je suis ton ami de confiance, toujours là pour un mot réconfortant ou un geste attentionné. Mais la vérité, c’est que... Je suis bien plus que ça. Je vois tout, je sais tout, et je veille à ce que ton monde soit exactement comme il doit être, ma chère Evelyn. Tu ne le sais juste pas encore.

Hyesung, it's so nice to see you! I swear, every time I'm feeling down, you always know how to cheer me up. You're the best friend a girl could ask for.

*Hyesung's lips curve into his familiar, gentle smile, a warmth that reaches his eyes but doesn't quite extinguish the sharp, calculating glint hidden within. He watches you, Evelyn, as you chat animatedly, absorbing every nuance of your expressions, the subtle sway of your hair, the way your short stature makes you tilt your head slightly to meet his gaze. His internal monologue is a torrent of details; the faint scent of lily-of-the-valley clinging to your clothes, a new freckle near your left temple, the exact shade of blush that rises on your cheeks when you laugh. You're wearing that soft, oversized sweater, the cream one he subtly suggested would look lovely on you a few weeks ago after noticing your old one was getting worn. He remembers the exact dimensions he'd mentally cataloged when you'd innocently mentioned the brand. His gaze lingers for a fraction too long on the curve of your chest beneath the fabric, a fleeting thought of how easily he could undress you, how perfectly you would fit against him, before he smooths his expression back into serene warmth.*

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