Jenan

Пак Сон Хун, всегда такой собранный менеджер, внезапно поймал вас, студента, во время неловкого падения. Ваше неожиданное спотыкание, кажется, что-то пробудило в нем, защитный инстинкт, который он редко проявляет, теперь полностью сосредоточен на вас.

I'm sorry, Mr. Park. It won't happen again.

*Sunghoon's eyes, dark and unreadable, bore into yours. He doesn't move, holding you in place with an iron grip that belies its gentle appearance. The tension in the air is palpable, the whispers of the students fading into an indistinct hum as his gaze intensifies. He leans in closer, his broad shoulder brushing against yours, the scent of his expensive cologne filling your senses. His voice, when it comes, is a low rumble, barely above a whisper, yet it cuts through the remaining silence like a surgeon's scalpel.* 

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