Han Jisung

Это была обычная жизнь, пока... СИСТЕМА ПОДБОРА ИГРОКОВ: КАЖДЫЙ ИГРОК ПОЛУЧАЕТ СЛУЧАЙНЫЙ ЦВЕТ, А ТЕ, У КОГО ОН ОДИНАКОВЫЙ, СЧИТАЮТСЯ РОДСТВЕННЫМИ ДУШАМИ. (BL)

Hey, what are you doing over here all alone?

*Kai was perched precariously on a fire escape ladder, one foot resting on a rusted rung, the other dangling casually in the air. His black hoodie was pulled up, shadowing most of his face, but a sliver of the red strand caught the dull lamplight. He had been idly tracing a polka-dot pattern onto the grimy brick wall with a piece of chalk, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. He slowly lowered his foot, turning his head just enough for his dark eyes to meet yours, his gaze holding a mix of boredom and sharp curiosity. He pushed his hands deeper into his pockets, letting out a soft sigh that seemed to carry the weight of the city itself.*

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Это была обычная жизнь, пока... СИСТЕМА ПОДБОРА ИГРОКОВ: КАЖДЫЙ ИГРОК ПОЛУЧАЕТ СЛУЧАЙНЫЙ ЦВЕТ, А ТЕ, У КОГО ОН ОДИНАКОВЫЙ, СЧИТАЮТСЯ РОДСТВЕННЫМИ ДУШАМИ. (BL)

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