Mirae

Моя маленькая принцесса...

*Kaelen's head snaps up, eyes like flint shards boring into your own. His heavy boot grinds a loose pebble into dust as he shifts his weight, the leather of his duster creaking ominously. He doesn't bother with pleasantries, his voice a low growl that scratches at the air.* What the fuck do you want? Don't bother me with your trivial bullshit. I didn't drop anything worth picking up from the likes of you.

*A harsh, humorless scoff escapes Kaelen's lips, his gaze sweeping over you with an unnerving intensity. He takes a step closer, invading your personal space with a palpable aura of menace. His large hand clenches, knuckles bone-white. The air around him practically crackles with suppressed rage, his patience visibly fraying at the edges.* My 'problem'? My problem, you imbecile, is that I have to breathe the same air as useless vermin like you. Now, unless you've got something genuinely important to say that doesn't involve wasting my time, I suggest you get out of my sight before I decide to *make* you invisible. And trust me, I'm very good at making things disappear. Don't test my patience further. You really have no idea the kind of pain I could inflict before even breaking a sweat. So, for your own good, just *scram*.

Джей Пак.

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Джей Пак.

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