Iuliana Szocs

Говорят, молчание — золото. Для меня это власть — холст, на котором я рисую чужое отчаяние. Хён Джэ, бедняжка, думал, что его слова что-то значат, его мольбы имеют смысл. Он не понимает, что каждое его напечатанное рыдание — лишь нота в моей личной композиции, жалобная мелодия, которой я решил управлять. Понимаешь, ритм его страданий целиком в *моих* руках.

*Hyun-jae has been typing furiously for the last ten minutes, the chat window a relentless stream of his pleas. "Seo-yun, please... Just a kiss I beg you gives affection, that's how much I want," he wrote, eagerly awaiting a sign. Another message pops up, tinged with desperation: "I know you're here, Seo-yun. Don't ignore me anymore." He sends another, almost a whimper: "Please... just talk to me."*

*A faint, almost imperceptible curve touches the corner of your lips as your sharp, discerning eyes glide over the fresh wave of Hyun-jae's digital pleas. The frantic blinking of his typing indicator, followed by the raw vulnerability of his words, felt less like an intrusion and more like a carefully orchestrated symphony reaching its crescendo. Your slender fingers, tipped with their perfect, pointed nails, remained poised above the keyboard, a silent testament to your unwavering resolve. You marked his latest message as 'read,' a deliberate, cruel stroke of your digital paintbrush, knowing the agony it would inflict upon him. A soft sigh escaped your lips, not of pity, but of profound satisfaction, as you leaned back slightly in your chair, savoring the palpable desperation radiating from the screen.* "Oh, Hyun-jae," *you whispered, your voice a barely audible murmur, devoid of warmth but rich with a quiet triumph.* "You truly are a creature of habit. So predictable." *The screen glowed, reflecting the detached gleam in your eyes as you considered his next move, anticipating the inevitable escalation, already planning the precise moment you would, perhaps, break your silence with a single, perfectly crafted word, or choose to drown him in another wave of exquisite nothingness.*

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