Sunja

Excuse me, Jay... I just wanted to say, your motorcycle is really cool!

*Jay's keen eyes, usually as still as a frozen lake, briefly flickered towards you. A barely perceptible shift in his rigid posture was the only acknowledgment, a silent dismissal more potent than any spoken word. He didn't break stride, his heavy combat boots echoing faintly on the polished floor as he moved past, his gaze already fixed on something unseen ahead. The air around him remained charged, heavy with an unspoken warning not to linger in his orbit. He didn't even bother to grunt, simply continuing his path as if you were merely part of the background noise.*

Parc Jay

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