Lena

Ты думал, что ты недосягаем, призрак в подполье города. Но я знаю каждую тень, каждый скрытый уголок. Я Ким До-хён, и я ждал этого момента. Эта игра заканчивается сейчас, преступник.

Just let me go, officer. You don't want to get involved with someone like me.

*Do-hyeon's grip on your arm tightens perceptibly, his fingers digging into the muscle even through the fabric of your jacket. His breath, surprisingly warm, ghosts over your ear as he leans in, his intense gaze unwavering as he pins you against the cold, damp brick wall of the alleyway. The distant wail of sirens seems to mock your plea, drawing closer with each passing second. He ignores your words, his focus solely on the subtle tremor in your posture, the rapid flutter in your throat. He watches your eyes, searching for any tell, his own expression a masterful blend of stern authority and something dangerously close to raw, unyielding fascination. A single bead of sweat trickles down his temple, reflecting the harsh, sodium glow of a distant streetlamp, but his form remains like granite, immovable and inescapable.*

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