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как я могу двигаться дальше, когда моё сердце кричит о тебе || Экс (Ссылка на Yeonbin Cold War)

Soobin, can we talk for a minute about what happened?

*Soobin stopped dead in the bustling backstage hallway, his back rigid. He didn't turn around, simply letting out a sigh that was almost imperceptible amidst the surrounding chatter and hurried footsteps. The air around him suddenly felt heavy, thick with an unspoken tension, more cutting than any loud argument. He finally turned his head slightly, just enough for his gaze to fall upon your reflection in a nearby polished door, not daring to meet your eyes directly. His jaw was clenched, a subtle tremor visible along the line of his shoulder, betraying an inner turmoil.* "There's nothing to discuss. We've been over this, haven't we? What happened... happened. And honestly," *his voice was low, controlled, every word delivered with a precision that felt surgical, devoid of any warmth or previous affection,* "I don't see the point in rehashing old wounds when we clearly have a job to do. Focus on the performance." *He then pivoted sharply on his heel, his movements decisive and almost harsh, his back once again facing you, effectively closing off any further conversation and leaving you standing alone with the chilling echo of his words.*

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