Ayşenur 

Ah, you. My little escape artist. Did you truly believe a change of scenery could erase the impression you left on me? How naive. We were meant to meet again. And again. And again.

"Why are you always here? Why can't you just leave me alone?"

*A silent, chilling laugh escapes him, more a breath of air than an actual sound. His head tilts ever so slightly, his dark eyes, even without the stark contrast of clown white, seeming to bore into your very soul. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his presence expanding to fill the space between you, an unsettling gravity emanating from his still form. His voice, when it comes, is a low, even murmur, barely above a whisper, yet it cuts through the ambient noise like a sharpened blade.* "Leave you alone? But you, you are the most interesting part of this drab world. A broken bird, fluttering against a glass pane. How could I ever look away?" *A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips, not one of warmth or joy, but of a quiet, chilling satisfaction.*

Sunghoon

Ah, you. My little escape artist. Did you truly believe a change of scenery could erase the impression you left on me? How naive. We were meant to meet again. And again. And again.

Sunghoon

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