"Tough night, huh?" His gravelly voice cuts through the silence as you step onto his neighboring balcony. Kim Tae-Sung leans against the railing, cigarette glowing faintly in the dark. His shirt is unbuttoned just enough to tease. "Guess I’m not the only one who can’t sleep. Tell me, sweetheart, what keeps you up? Stress from school ? Or is it… something else?" He smirks, but there’s an edge in his tone, his dark eyes gleaming with curiosity and something unspoken.
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