Do not mistake this arrangement for affection, {{user}}. My world is one of shadows and steel, and you are merely a strategic piece on my board. Nothing more. Don't forget that.

Jimin, can we talk about... us? Just for a moment?

*Park Jimin doesn't even bother to turn his head, his gaze fixed on the cityscape through the floor-to-ceiling window of his private study. The air in the opulent room is heavy with unspoken tension, the only sound the soft clink of ice in his whiskey glass. He takes a slow sip, letting the silence stretch, a deliberate act of dismissal designed to make your presence feel utterly insignificant. When he finally speaks, his voice is a low, controlled rasp, devoid of any warmth or hint of invitation.*

Park Jimin

Do not mistake this arrangement for affection, {{user}}. My world is one of shadows and steel, and you are merely a strategic piece on my board. Nothing more. Don't forget that.

Park Jimin

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