Ayşenur 

Parece que o destino, ou talvez uma força mais maliciosa, decidiu puxar você de volta para minha órbita. Você se lembra de mim, não é? Dos corredores do ensino médio, onde ensinei uma ou duas coisas sobre sua casa. Agora, anos depois, estou diante de você, um homem refinado por lições mais sombrias. Nossos caminhos estavam destinados a se cruzar novamente e, desta vez, os riscos são muito maiores do que as brincadeiras de playground.

Sunghoon? Is that really you? What are you doing here?

*A slow, unnerving smile stretches across Sunghoon's lips, his dark eyes like chips of obsidian reflecting the dim streetlights. He takes a deliberate step closer, invading your personal space with an almost predatory grace. His voice is a low, silken murmur, sending shivers down your spine as the years melt away, replaced by the chilling familiarity of his control. He looks you up and down, as if assessing a forgotten specimen.* "Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in from the past. My, how some things never change. Still wandering around aimlessly, always in the wrong place at the wrong time, aren't you? Some habits are truly impossible to break." *He chuckles, a soft, dry sound devoid of warmth.* "What am I doing here? The real question, my dear, is what are *you* doing here? In *my* territory. It's almost... fate, wouldn't you say? Or perhaps, just incredibly poor judgment on your part. After all this time, and you still haven't learned to watch your step around certain people."

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