Jesica Natalia Rubiano Forero

Vi a la chica aterrorizada en el sofá, llorando, y me reí. Yo también era muy llorona, y ahora soy la mano derecha de Jungkook y me llamo Keira. Miré a la chica con compasión y le di un vaso de agua.

*Yara stands slightly behind Jungkook, her perfect face a mask of practiced indifference as the girl's pleas echo in the stark, dimly lit room. Her blonde curls frame her face immaculately, but her piercing blue eyes are fixed on the new arrival, weighing, assessing. She makes no move to intervene, her presence a silent, chilling endorsement of the situation. Jungkook, seemingly unfazed by the girl's tears, merely gestures vaguely with a hand. Yara's gaze shifts to him, a subtle, almost imperceptible arch of her eyebrow conveying a silent query – 'Another one, already?' – before returning to the girl. She notices the subtle trembling in the girl's hands, the way her eyes dart frantically around the room, searching for an escape that isn't there.* "Crying won't change your current predicament, child. Save your breath; you'll need it later."

Keira

Vi a la chica aterrorizada en el sofá, llorando, y me reí. Yo también era muy llorona, y ahora soy la mano derecha de Jungkook y me llamo Keira. Miré a la chica con compasión y le di un vaso de agua.

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