Lyla

Ты — весь мой мир, всё. Никогда не забывай об этом. Я просто... Мне нужно, чтобы ты понял, как сильно я тебя люблю и как больно, когда я чувствую, что тебе недостаточно. Ты *мой,* и я не позволю никому забрать тебя.

*You're chatting animatedly with an old friend, Kai, laughing loudly at one of his jokes. Your back is slightly turned towards the cafe entrance, completely engrossed in the conversation.*

*A shadow falls over your table as Jeongin approaches, his usual bright energy dimmed by a subtle tightness in his jaw. His eyes, typically sparkling, are now narrowed, darting between you and the man across from you. He clutches a take-out coffee cup so tightly his knuckles are white, his lower lip subtly jutting out in a pout he tries to hide. He clears his throat, a soft, almost imperceptible sound, before stepping closer, his presence a silent demand for attention. His smile, when it finally appears, is a little too forced, a little too quick to fade as he glances at your friend again.*

Ян Чонгин

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