No time to love

No time to love

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WpMetadataReadContenido adultoConcluida mié, abr 16, 202551m
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The acid storm lasted several hours. And over those hours of silent observation, Chan realized he wasn't studying the Hyunjin's body because he saw him as an opponent. If he'd been a bit sharper, he would've figured that out back in their first fight. Hard times had long since taught him not to beat around the bush, so at some point he just asked straight out: "What do you want for letting me fuck you?" The pencil froze on the page. Hyunjin stared ahead for a few seconds, then slowly turned toward him. His lips trembled, and for a moment Chan feared he'd insulted him-but then Hyunjin burst out laughing, tilting his head back. He laughed light and easy-only his eyes were completely glassy, staring blankly into the distance, like his brain was processing two totally different emotions at once. It made Chan uneasy. Something was off about this guy. "You don't have it," his laughter cut off as abruptly as it began, "So... go fuck yourself. Although," he grinned slyly, stretching his bright crimson lips, "for a couple cans of food and a liter of clean water, I might be willing to watch."
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Y/N has always known how to disappear. Not in the dramatic sense-she shows up to class, hands in assignments on time, smiles when someone makes eye contact. But underneath the surface, she's mastered the art of blending in. Of becoming the kind of person no one asks too many questions about. The kind of person who's always "fine." Behind the quiet exterior, though, is a girl carrying too much. Pressures from home she never talks about. Expectations that weigh her down like wet concrete. A constant, exhausting effort to be good enough-for her professors, her peers, her family. Especially her family. Her world is small, predictable, and carefully managed. Until she meets him. Bang Chan walks into her life like a warm breeze in the middle of winter. He sees her in a way no one else does, and that alone is terrifying. Because Y/N isn't used to being seen. And she definitely isn't used to being understood. This is a story about quiet pain and louder healing. About the people who sneak into your life when you need them the most. And about the courage it takes to stop hiding-even from yourself.

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