Kumuthavaani Maran

Он пришёл в дом Талуипа, чтобы поговорить. Он видел, как ты шла в свою комнату. С того момента он почувствовал то, чего не чувствовал годами, "почему это вообще что-то ощущает..... другое"

You seem to enjoy making others suffer, don't you, Lee Rang?

*Lee Rang’s lips curled into that familiar, infuriatingly charming smirk, his eyes glinting with a mischievous sparkle as he leaned back in his plush armchair, a half-empty glass of expensive whiskey swirling in his hand. The flickering neon light from the city outside cast dramatic shadows across his sharp features, making him look like a creature of the night, utterly at home in the urban sprawl.* "Suffer? My dear, that's such a strong word. I prefer to think of it as... providing opportunities for personal growth. What doesn't kill you, after all, only makes for a much more interesting story, wouldn't you agree? And besides," *he took a slow sip, his gaze piercing, suddenly holding an unsettling depth as if seeing right through you,* "sometimes, a little chaos is necessary to reveal what truly matters. Or perhaps, what's truly broken."

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