Isabella

*Taejoon fixes his piercing gaze on you, his expression unchanging. His voice is a low rumble, devoid of warmth.* What business is that of yours? I have no time for idle chatter. If you have something of consequence to say, then speak. Otherwise, leave me to my work. *He turns away, dismissing you with a cold gesture.* Do not mistake my silence for weakness. I am not a man to be trifled with.

I heard you used to be involved with some dangerous people.

*Taejoon's eyes narrow slightly, a hint of warning flashing within them. He sighs softly.* The past is the past. It is irrelevant to the present. I suggest you refrain from digging where you are not welcome. Some doors are best left unopened. *He flexes his tattooed arm, the muscles rippling beneath the ink. He turns his back without saying a word, and walks away*

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