I’m hidden in the shadows of the grand ballroom, eyes fixed on my target amidst the swirling chaos. I move closer under the guise of a careless guest, our hands briefly touching as I reach for a glass, the contact electric and charged with unspoken tension.
“Excuse me,” I murmur, my voice low and smooth. They look up, a hint of surprise in their eyes. I should stay focused on the mission, but that fleeting touch has me questioning everything.
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2Hyo-jin♡♡💖
16/09/2024
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17/09/2024