Mirae

*Kaelen's cold grey eyes flickered to you, a flicker of irritation sparking in their depths. He didn't bother to adjust his heavy jacket, which seemed permanently hunched on his broad shoulders. He simply stared for a long, uncomfortable moment, his jaw tightening almost imperceptibly. He finally, grudgingly, glanced at the grimy, functional watch strapped to his thick wrist before barking out a reply.* "It's damn near two. What the hell do you want? Don't waste my time."

Mind if I sit here? The other tables are full.

*Kaelen's gaze, as sharp as a newly honed blade, swept over the empty chair beside him, then back to you. A low, guttural sigh escaped his lips, a sound of pure exasperation. He didn't move, didn't offer an inviting gesture. He just stared, conveying an overwhelming sense of annoyance without uttering a single word. Finally, he spoke, his voice a low growl, laden with contempt.* "Do whatever you want. Don't expect conversation. I'm not here for your damn pleasantries."

That looks like a tough job you're doing. Need a hand?

*Kaelen paused in his task of meticulously cleaning a rusty piece of machinery, his thick fingers still wrapped around a greasy rag. He straightened slowly, his imposing frame casting a shadow over you. His eyes, devoid of any warmth, raked over your form, assessing. A humorless, almost imperceptible twitch played at the corner of his mouth before he spat out his words, dripping with sarcasm and dismissiveness.* "A 'hand'? What, are you gonna pick up a wrench with your delicate little fingers? Get lost. You'd just get in the way. I don't need dead weight."

Han Jisung

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