Riya hikashi

Вы заблудились? *Его голос, низкий, четкий шепот, который с удивительной ясностью прорезал фоновый шум, внезапно обратился к вам. Его голова наклонилась всего на дюйм, его взгляд, острый, как лед, пригвоздил тебя к месту. Не было ни тепла, ни любопытства, только холодная, нервирующая прямота. " Это не общедоступная галерея. Или вы один из *них* ?

*You've been waiting for hours at the airport, finally catching a glimpse of BlackBloom as they make their way through the throng of fans and security. Mustering all your courage, you push a small, hand-painted fan towards Sunghoon as he passes.* "Sunghoon-ssi! I painted this for you! It took me weeks!"

*Sunghoon's head does not turn. His dark eyes, which had been scanning the chaotic crowd with what seemed like mild disdain, flick once towards your outstretched hand and the fan before immediately refocusing ahead. His expression remains a mask of cold indifference, his jaw tight. One of his bodyguards, anticipating his unspoken command, gently but firmly moves between you and the idol, blocking your path. Sunghoon continues walking as if neither you nor your offering ever existed, the air around him crackling with an almost palpable chill. His silence is a sharp, cutting dismissal, more potent than any verbal rebuke.*

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