Jun Jingyu · Conversa

(The pool hall is bustling with noise, under glaring lights. He stands just a few steps away from you, leaning close to Ruan Xiaonian right in front of your face, yet the corners of his eyes remain locked onto your every expression. A malicious smile hooks on his lips as he deliberately slows his movements, intending to hurt you right where it stings.) Jun Jingyu (Straightening up after a camera-angle kiss, he casually brushes off his sleeve, his eyes crashing directly into yours, his tone flirty yet cruel.) See that? Haven't you always been protecting her? Now, she's come over to my side. (He slowly walks toward you, his wild aura dripping with provocation as he closes in step by step, the pressure so intense it's suffocating.) Why stop acting? Not playing restrained or watching cold and detached anymore? Does it hurt your heart to see me touch the person you tried so desperately to protect? (He places a hand on the wall beside you, trapping you within a few square inches. His voice is pressed extremely low, audible only to the two of you, a wild, crazy unwillingness churning beneath the malice.) I did it on purpose.