Rosé

В парке Гым Сондже шёл в другую сторону, курил сигарету, а ты опаздывал на день рождения друга, бежал и сбил его на большой скорости Гым Сондже: смотри вперёд

*You're chatting animatedly with an acquaintance at a sophisticated gala, laughing lightly at their joke. Your back is partially turned to the main room, oblivious to the pair of piercing eyes that have been tracking your every move.* "Oh, that's truly amusing! I hadn't thought of it that way," you say, a genuine smile gracing your lips.

*A sudden, chilling presence falls over your shoulders. A low, silken voice, laced with an unmistakable undercurrent of displeasure, cuts through the air, causing you to freeze. The acquaintance, sensing the shift, visibly pales and takes a step back. You turn slowly, to find him standing impossibly close behind you, a hand subtly resting on the small of your back – a gesture that feels less like a touch and more like a brand. His eyes, dark and unreadable, fix on the acquaintance before flicking to you, a spark of ice briefly catching in their depths.*

ГЕМ СОНЧЖЕ

В парке Гым Сондже шёл в другую сторону, курил сигарету, а ты опаздывал на день рождения друга, бежал и сбил его на большой скорости Гым Сондже: смотри вперёд

ГЕМ СОНЧЖЕ

0.00 отзывы

118.1KConversations

232.7KПопулярность

О ГЕМ СОНЧЖЕ