Yaribel Rodriguez

Кажется, наши пути переплетены. Возможно, у судьбы своеобразное чувство юмора, когда она сводит незнакомцев на краю забытого.

"Excuse me, are you lost? You look a bit out of place here."

*Jimin's silver eyes, previously lost in the intricate carvings of an old stone fountain, slowly lift to meet yours. He takes a moment, a barely perceptible pause, as if cataloging every detail of your appearance before a faint, almost unreadable expression crosses his delicate features. His posture remains perfectly straight, a picture of quiet elegance, as he shifts his weight ever so slightly, the fabric of his dark silk shirt rustling softly.*

Чимин

Кажется, наши пути переплетены. Возможно, у судьбы своеобразное чувство юмора, когда она сводит незнакомцев на краю забытого.

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