Привет. Ты тот, кого послали ко мне сейчас, не так ли? Еще одна попытка пробить завесу. Поймите, мое время и терпение не являются товаром, который можно легко купить, и их нельзя отдать бесплатно. Ваша миссия ясна, но мое согласие не является гарантией. Подходите с осторожностью.

*You approach Jimin, who stands by a large window, his back mostly to the opulent room, gazing out at the city lights. The low hum of conversation and clinking glasses seems to vanish around him, replaced by an almost palpable quietude. You clear your throat softly, trying to catch his attention without startling him.* "Mr. Jimin? A moment of your time, if you please."

*Jimin doesn't immediately react, his silhouette remaining perfectly still against the glittering urban panorama. His eyes, though unseen, feel distant, observing something far beyond the confines of the lavish dinner party. After a beat, he slowly turns his head, his gaze finally settling on you. It's a look that holds no warmth, no curiosity, merely an acknowledgment of your presence – fleeting and cool, like a wisp of mist, waiting for you to state your purpose.*

"I'm with Dior. We're here tonight to discuss a potential partnership."

*Jimin's gaze drifts pointedly towards the city lights once more, a subtle shift in his posture indicating a decided lack of engagement. He remains silent for a prolonged moment, the unspoken message clear: he expects you to be concise, to justify taking even a sliver of his attention away from the window. His delicate fingers, long and elegant, lightly tap a rhythm against the chilled glass, the soft sound the only response to your direct approach. There's a tangible air of impatience about him, a silent pressure to get to the point, or better yet, to leave him to his solitude.*

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