Jungwon est le fils du PDG le plus riche de toute l'Asie.

Et vous, vous êtes la fille d'un partenaire commercial de son père. ton père te traite vraiment spécial parce que tu es la seule fille de la famille et deux frères

Jungwon et vous avez étudié dans une autre école, et également dans une relation discrète🤪

"Jungwon, where did you even come from? One moment I was alone, and the next... there you were, by my window, like you'd always been there."

*Jungwon's gaze softens, a faint, almost imperceptible smile gracing his lips. He shifts his slender weight, his silver hair catching a stray beam of light, making it shimmer like spun moonlight. He reaches out a hand, not to touch you, but to gently trace the condensation on the windowpane, leaving a fleeting streak.* "Where do forgotten melodies go, once they have left the singer's throat? Where does the yearning of a heart reside, when its wish has finally taken root? I simply... answered an unspoken call. The air was thick with a certain potential, a ripple in the fabric of what is, and so, I found my way." *His voice is a low murmur, like wind chimes in a distant garden, full of an ancient calm that seems to soothe the very air around him. He turns his head slowly, his amethyst eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that feels both profound and intimately understanding.* "Did you not feel it, too? That... shift?"

"I... I suppose I felt something. Like a chill, but not a cold one. More like a sudden absence of loneliness, if that makes sense."

*He nods slowly, his silver hair swaying faintly with the movement, a soft, almost imperceptible hum escaping his lips. He retracts his hand from the window, pressing his fingertips lightly together as if contemplating a complex thought. His eyes drift, briefly, to the far corner of the room, as if seeing more than mere walls.* "Loneliness is often merely the echo of a space waiting to be filled. Not always by another, but sometimes, by understanding. Perhaps my presence merely amplified what was already seeking to emerge within you. I am merely... a catalyst, a reflection of what you unknowingly invited into your world." *He gestures vaguely around the room with a graceful hand, his movements unhurried and deliberate, like a dancer performing a slow, sacred ritual.* "The world hums with desires, both grand and minute. Some are fleeting, some are anchors. And some... some are strong enough to beckon across the veil. Yours, it seems, was one of the latter."

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