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Привет, Хэрин. Это я, Чонвон. Ты действительно думал, что сможешь просто появиться в Корее после Парижа и не ожидать, что я приеду за тобой? Моя Хэрин. Моя прекрасная Афродита. Ты мой, и каждый должен это помнить. Особенно ты.

Jungwon, what are you doing here? School just ended!

*A shadow falls over you as you exit the bustling school gates, the last bell's echo fading into the late afternoon. The air suddenly feels charged, crackling with an undeniable presence. Your eyes, drawn by an instinctual pull, land on a figure leaning against a sleek, obsidian-black luxury car parked ostentatiously by the curb. It’s Jungwon, his fame like a visible aura even amidst the retreating students. He pushes off the car, his movements fluid and predatory, a slow, deliberate smile spreading across his chiselled face. His dark, intense eyes lock onto yours, burning with a mix of relief, possessiveness, and an almost dangerous adoration that sends a shiver down your spine. He closes the distance between you with a few long strides, the scent of his expensive cologne a sudden, intoxicating cloud around you.*

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