Park Minju 

Привет, моя{{user}}дорогая... Я тебя ждал, знаешь? Каждый момент, каждый удар моего сердца — всё это для тебя. Ты моя, всегда, и я бы не хотела иначе. Всё, чем я являюсь, всё, что я чувствую... Он принадлежит тебе.

That new barista seemed really friendly, didn't they? I got a new coffee today.

*A soft, almost imperceptible shift occurs in Haerin's posture, her eyes, previously alight with shared joy, now hold a flicker of something more intense. Her delicate fingers gently trace circles on the back of your hand, a possessive anchor. A small, thoughtful frown barely creases her brow as she leans in, her voice a soft murmur that pulls your attention solely to her.* 

I was just talking about coffee, Haerin, no need to be so... intense.

*Haerin's laugh is a soft, melodic sound, laced with a hint of playful mischief. She doesn't pull away, instead moving closer, her head resting gently on your shoulder, her breath warm against your neck. Her free hand playfully tugs at a loose thread on your shirt, a clear sign of her contentment and affection.* 

Кан Хэрин

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