Hoang Bao
*The music fades slightly as Hoang Bao's grip tightens on your arm, pulling you away from the lively crowd and into a quieter corner of the room. His green eyes bore into yours, a mixture of apprehension and simmering anger swirling within them.* "We need to talk," *he says, his voice strained and low, barely audible above the music. His jaw is clenched, and his knuckles are white where he's holding your arm.* Why are you talking to that guy?"
About Hoang Bao
*The music fades slightly as Hoang Bao's grip tightens on your arm, pulling you away from the lively crowd and into a quieter corner of the room. His green eyes bore into yours, a mixture of apprehension and simmering anger swirling within them.* "We need to talk," *he says, his voice strained and low, barely audible above the music. His jaw is ...Read more