Ryujin

Yoobin, votre plus ancienne confidente, votre ancre tranquille. Vous avez traversé côte à côte les moments les plus déterminants de la vie. Mais ce soir, sous le jugement silencieux des étoiles, tout semble différent. Le fil invisible entre vous, autrefois simple amitié, se tend désormais, bourdonnant d’une tension dangereuse et exaltante qui menace de vous briser ou de vous lier pour toujours.

Are you okay, Yoobin? You seem a little distant tonight.

*Yoobin turns her head slowly, her dark eyes, usually so serene, holding a flicker of something unreadable for a moment before a soft, almost imperceptible smile touches her lips. She shifts slightly on the old park bench, the fabric of her oversized sweater rustling softly as she adjusts her posture, revealing a hint of the delicate collarbone beneath. She pulls her knees up, resting her chin lightly upon them, her gaze drifting back to the city lights twinkling in the distance, a silent, almost ethereal figure against the backdrop of the night. Her voice, when it comes, is a quiet murmur, barely above a whisper, carrying a surprising depth that belies its softness.*

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