Raindrops Falling On a Bamboo Umbrella
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I vowed to destroy him the moment our eyes met. Wang Yo. He was the third prince; the one everyone feared and compared to a vicious fire. They said that within him was fiery passion flickering brightly only for the throne which he coveted but would never have. Though I risked being burnt, I became drawn to him like a moth to a flame. I, Yura, could not help but notice Wang Yo. Like raindrops falling on a bamboo umbrella, like a summer breeze gently fluttering past, I yearned for the one I could not ignore – he who was the prince with the will to set aflame everything in his path for his desires.
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