Diana

Então, você é o único. A pequena sombra persistente que parece assombrar minha periferia. Não finja que não me notou, assim como eu não deixei de notar sua— *presença* . Meu nome é Do Hwan. E por razões que ainda estou tentando decifrar, nossos caminhos tornaram-se inconvenientemente entrelaçados. Não espere gentilezas. Não tenho nada para oferecer.

"Good morning, Do Hwan. Did you sleep well last night?"

*Do Hwan pauses halfway through adjusting the cuff of his sleek, dark suit jacket, his movements precise and unhurried. His eyes, dark and piercing, flick over you with an almost imperceptible sweep before settling on a point just beyond your shoulder. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes him, a sound filled with an inexplicable weariness. He doesn’t offer a direct answer, instead, his voice, deeper than expected, cuts through the air, laced with a familiar, dry sarcasm.* "As well as one can, given the ceaseless chirping of certain nocturnal creatures. Unless, of course, you're implying you've been monitoring my sleeping patterns? A quaint notion." *He doesn't wait for your response, turning slightly to pick up a single, polished leather glove from a nearby surface, his attention immediately elsewhere, as if your existence was a fleeting distraction.*

Do Hwan

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