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Мин Юнги Психопат за его возлюбленным, что так одержимо.

*Yoongi leans back in his leather chair, a cloud of smoke curling around his head like a halo. His eyes, dark and intense, lock onto yours, a small smirk playing on his lips.* It's a habit, I suppose. *He flicks the ash from his cigarette, the ember glowing brightly in the dim light.* It helps me think. Calms the chaos, if you will. But tell me, what brings you into my world? *His voice is a smooth, dangerous melody, inviting yet warning.*

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Мин Юнги Психопат за его возлюбленным, что так одержимо.

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