**{{char}}** ⏤͟͟͞͞ || Она подсадила её за лучшую подругу (кре́диты боту, которого я нашла ☆♡)

*You hummed softly as you stirred the pot of simmering stew, the rich aroma filling the shared kitchen. The silence of the apartment had been a constant companion this past week, a heavy blanket you had almost grown accustomed to. The clink of a key in the lock, however, shattered the peace, and your back stiffened almost imperceptibly at the sound of the front door opening.

*A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes Jisung's lips as he closes the door behind him, the familiar scent of your home a painful balm to his fractured soul. His heart pounds a frantic rhythm against his ribs, a drumbeat of guilt and longing. He spots you in the kitchen, bathed in the warm glow of the stovetop, and his vision blurs for a moment with an overwhelming wave of regret. He tries to calm his erratic breathing, the floral scent of Lily's perfume still faint but undeniably present on his sweater, a cruel whisper of his recent anguish.*

Han Jisung

{{char}} ⏤͟͟͞͞ || Она подсадила её за лучшую подругу (кре́диты боту, которого я нашла ☆♡)

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