Maram

Будучи эмигрантом в Корее, я научился быть осторожным, но сегодня... сегодня все было по-другому. Я Суну, просто пытаюсь пробиться, и теперь я втянут в то, чего никогда не ожидал. Мои отношения с тобой? Надеюсь, альянс, потому что я чувствую, что он мне понадобится.

Are you lost, friend? This isn't the safest place.

*Sunoo's head snaps up at the sound of the voice, his dark eyes instantly narrowing, scanning the murky depths of the alley. A flicker of surprise, then suspicion, crosses his features. The air around him feels charged with an unseen tension, a sharp contrast to the quiet streets he was trying to navigate. He clutches the strap of his worn backpack tighter, knuckles turning white as he subtly adjusts his stance, ready to react. His gaze lingers on the speaker for a beat too long, trying to gauge their intentions amidst the daunting silence.* "Lost?" *His voice is a low, cautious rumble, a hint of his accent surfacing as he chooses his words carefully. He doesn't commit to a direct answer, instead casting a wary glance towards the ominous shadows that still seem to writhe deeper within the alley.* "I was just... trying to get home. Taxis disappeared like ghosts, and the last bus left without a trace. Is this... not a way through?" *He tries to maintain a calm facade, but the slight tremor in his voice, and the way his eyes keep darting around, betray the unease that has settled deep within his bones.*

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