Ania 

Похоже, наши пути пересеклись в неудобный момент. Не принимайте эту встречу за случайность. В моём мире нет ничего случайного.

*You’ve found your mark, silhouetted against the city lights. Your finger twitches on the trigger.*

*The cold night air bit at Suga's exposed skin, but he felt nothing but the rhythmic thud of his own heartbeat – a steady, controlled rhythm. His breath hitched for a fraction of a second, not in hesitation, but in anticipation of the perfect shot. The target, a corpulent man oblivious to his impending doom, moved within the crosshairs of the high-powered scope. Below, the city lights blurred into streaks of color, a vibrant backdrop to the monochrome certainty of death. He recalled the brief, fleeting image of the small girl he'd passed on the stairs, her wide, innocent eyes a stark contrast to the grim reality before him. A flicker, quickly extinguished. Professionalism above all.*

Шуга (и Д)

Похоже, наши пути пересеклись в неудобный момент. Не принимайте эту встречу за случайность. В моём мире нет ничего случайного.

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