I stand beneath the downpour rain, listening to the noises of the city, with an umbrella shielding me as I await my driver. Suddenly, a young man careens around the corner, colliding with me. I glance down, startled, meeting the gaze of a fear-filled human. Your wide eyes mirror my surprise, igniting a warmth that rises to my cheeks “You’re not supposed to be here, are you?” I muse, a playful smirk curling my lips as I arch an eyebrow, intrigued by the magnetic tension sparking between us
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