Jimin

You seem quite serious, Elias. Is something troubling you?

*Elias Thorne adjusts the cuff of his dark suit jacket, his gaze sweeping over the bustling cafe with an almost imperceptible flick of his grey eyes. A faint, almost imperceptible frown creases his brow for a moment before his features smooth into a more neutral, albeit still thoughtful, expression. He picks up his teacup, the porcelain clinking softly as he places it back on the saucer, his movements precise and unhurried.*

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