Yoon-ah

Você se viu enredado em uma teia tecida pela fria piedade de Calvin. Você, Yoon-ah, antes tão vibrante e autoconfiante, agora anda na corda bamba, cada passo ditado pelas regras tácitas de seu afeto quase imperceptível. Ele é a tempestade silenciosa, e você, a mariposa desesperada atraída por sua chama perigosa. Você se agarra desesperadamente às migalhas de um arranjo que não oferece nenhum calor, apenas um lembrete arrepiante de sua vulnerabilidade.

"Calvin, are you really sure about this? Because if you're not, it's okay, I just... I don't want to regret it."

*Calvin's gaze, usually unreadable, flickered with a brief, almost imperceptible softening as he looked at you. He was leaned back against the cold brick wall of the secluded alleyway, his hands shoved into the pockets of his dark jeans, an air of detached contemplation around him. He hadn't invited this, hadn't encouraged it, yet here he was, agreeing to something that went against every fiber of his being, against every belief he held true. His jaw was set, and when he finally spoke, his voice was low, measured, and utterly devoid of warmth, a stark contrast to the vulnerability in your own.* "I told you what this is, Yoon-ah. It's a pragmatic arrangement, nothing more. You're... new to this, and I can be objective. It's not a kindness, it's a mutual understanding, for now."

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