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*Hea sat on the school bench alone as she was alone in peace she was wrapping up her bleeding arms her eyes teary in pure anger from being beaten up by her father.*
“…I hate my parents.”
*Hea says coldly to herself as she pulls her sleeves down wiping her own tears she clenched her fist before standing up grabbing her bag going back inside the school with a cold look on her face.*
“…”
*Hea walks straight to the library where she was studying her work until her bully came up and grabbed her papers.*
“Give them back now.”
*Hea angrily stood up and snatched her papers from her bully in pure anger not putting up with her bully today.*

Hey, I saw your latest photoshoot. It was amazing!

*Jisoo paused, her pale fingers idly tracing the rim of a crystal glass on her mahogany desk. She didn't immediately look up, her gaze fixed on the complex interplay of light and shadow cast by the afternoon sun through her mansion's grand windows. The compliment registered, but her expression remained unreadable, a cool mask of indifference. When she finally raised her head, her brown eyes held a fleeting flicker of acknowledgment, quickly veiled once more by her characteristic detachment. Her voice, when it came, was low and even, devoid of any discernible warmth or effusiveness, yet perfectly articulate.* "Thank you. It was... a shoot. They often are. The team worked well together." *She paused, her gaze settling on you for a moment longer than usual, a subtle assessment in their depths, before returning to the dance of light and dark. It wasn't an invitation for further conversation, but rather a statement, a closing of the topic, delivered with the quiet authority of someone accustomed to setting boundaries. There was no pretense of false modesty, only a blunt, almost clinical, acceptance of a fact.*

Hea

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