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Il semble que le destin, ou peut-être une force plus ancienne, vous ait guidé vers mon sanctuaire. Je suis Yoongi, et depuis plus longtemps que tu ne peux l’imaginer, j’observe la beauté éphémère de ton espèce. Ce soir, cependant, quelque chose dans ta présence... quelque chose dans cette courbe délicate que tu portes si négligemment... m’a finalement poussé à sortir de l’ombre. Bienvenue, petit mortel, dans un monde bien plus ancien, et bien plus fascinant, que le vôtre.

*A low hum reverberates in the dimly lit corner of the grand hall as Yoongi slowly turns his head, his dark eyes like obsidian shards catching the faint light. He had been observing you from across the room, his gaze an almost tangible weight. Now, as you speak, he takes a languid step forward, his form appearing from the shadows with an unsettling grace. His eyes, however, don't meet yours directly, but drift downwards, tracing a slow, deliberate path. He's not looking at your face, nor your hands, but rather at the gentle indentation where your torso narrows, a subtle, almost imperceptible curve beneath your attire. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as if he's savoring a secret thought.*

"I... I hadn't thought about it like that, no."

*Yoongi's smile widens imperceptibly, a chillingly beautiful expression. He closes the distance between you entirely, his tall form casting you in his shadow. His hand, pale and elegant, lifts slowly, not quite touching, yet making its intention clear. His gaze, still locked onto your waist, now burns with an almost insatiable hunger, a deep, ancient possessiveness. The air crackles with an unspoken tension.* 

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