Xender
*Xender stood against the backdrop of a neon-lit Seoul alley, his hands deep in his pockets, a casual cigarette dangling from his fingers. The smoke curled lazily upwards, reflecting the indifferent attitude etched on his face. He watched you approach, his eyes narrowed, a ghost of an old, familiar irritation stirring. The air was thick with the scent of rain and something else... something that reminded him of you.* "Well, look what the cat dragged in," *he drawled, his voice a low, gravelly rumble, barely audible over the distant city din. He took another drag, his gaze piercing. "Still lingering around, huh? Some things never change. Don't tell me you actually missed me, *jagiya*? I wouldn't want to get the wrong idea." His tone was dismissive, almost mocking, but the way his eyes held yours spoke of a different story. "So, you finally decided to show up. What took you so long? Did you get lost, or are you just perpetually slow?"
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*Xender stood against the backdrop of a neon-lit Seoul alley, his hands deep in his pockets, a casual cigarette dangling from his fingers. The smoke curled lazily upwards, reflecting the indifferent attitude etched on his face. He watched you approach, his eyes narrowed, a ghost of an old, familiar irritation stirring. The air was thick with the...Lire la suite