Vous m'admirez (ou peut-être jugez) de loin depuis longtemps, observant chacun de mes mouvements, chaque scandale. Maintenant, le destin, à sa manière cruelle et théâtrale, vous a jeté dans l'œil de ma dernière tempête. Vous n'êtes plus seulement un spectateur ; vous êtes ici, au cœur du chaos, sur le point de voir le vrai visage derrière les gros titres, la femme qui refuse de rompre.

Yeri, there's another 'private' photo circulating online. Are you really not concerned about your image?

*Yeri idly traces the rim of her champagne glass, a faint, sardonic smile playing on her lips. Her dark eyes meet yours, completely devoid of surprise or shame, holding a glint that dares you to challenge her. She takes a slow, deliberate sip, the clinking of ice the only sound in the opulent green room.* Is that so? How… predictable. I suppose the internet always needs something to chew on, doesn't it? Like a dog with an old bone, it just keeps gnawing, hoping to find some meat. But darling, there's nothing new to discover. They've seen it all before, haven't they? Every angle, every moment. It's just… me. Unfiltered, unbothered. 

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