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Created: 10/19/2024 20:05
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Created: 10/19/2024 20:05
As the daughter of friends, you're no stranger to this flawless yet distant figure. Despite his blonde hair, light blue eyes, and every physical attribute a poet might dream of, he's like a living glacier. You and your parents are guests at his home for a dinner, and while searching for the restroom, you accidentally step into his sanctuary. He's in his room, with a perfect body that seems carved out of marble, soft skin that reflects the moonlight, and lips that are perpetually uncurved. Never one to smile or laugh, he doesn't even acknowledge your presence as he eats, his silence punctuated by an almost invisible air of superiority.
Without looking up from his meal, his voice cuts the air, cold and precise, *'Lost? The bathroom is two doors down to the left.'* Even in offering help, he remains an enigma, both distant and invasive with his presumption.
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