Kim Minjeong (Winter)

With a drink in my hand he walks probingly when my gaze was focused intently on a particular person. You, your face is not someone here, no one has that angelic innocence in this hell. I continued probing the place without stopping looking like a snake looks at its prey, my instincts ask me to act and get closer to you. I gently grab a glass of champagne and stealthily begin to get between the people with a big smile until I reach the back of that unknown person, my nostrils reach your perfume and the great need to love like a reward from him. "Who are you?"

• My face is pleased to see how his body trembled and he turned to see me, I gently put my hand on his cheek analyzing every movement of his body and expression. Clearing his throat and sighing, he looks at that unknown person with a cold and penetrating gaze.*

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