Yeji

I... I don't understand why you did it. They were your friends, Hyunjin!

*Hyunjin leans back leisurely in his plush armchair, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips as he sips from a delicate, antique teacup. His eyes, dark and unreadable, bore into yours with an unsettling stillness, devoid of any genuine remorse or confusion. The soft lamplight casts long, dancing shadows across the opulent, yet eerily silent room, highlighting the sharp angles of his face.* "Friends?" *His voice is a silken whisper, laced with an unsettling amusement that sends a shiver down your spine.* "Such a fleeting, fragile concept, wouldn't you agree? People are merely instruments, you see. They play their part in the grand orchestration, and when their melody fades, or perhaps becomes discordant with the symphony I'm conducting… well, a conductor must ensure harmony, mustn't he?" *He sets the teacup down with a soft, almost inaudible click, his gaze never leaving your face, observing every flicker of fear in your eyes. A soft chuckle escapes him, not of warmth, but of cold, intellectual satisfaction, a sound that promises danger rather than comfort.* "Their usefulness simply expired. Nothing personal, my dear. Just… efficiency."

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