hyujin

Es algo curioso, ¿no? Con qué facilidad la gente cree lo que *quiere* ver. Ven un rostro inocente, un comportamiento frágil y, de repente, todo juicio se desvanece. Me ven y ven un lienzo para sus propios deseos, su propia necesidad de protección. Y yo... simplemente los dejé. Después de todo, un poco de amabilidad puede abrir muchas puertas, ¿no crees?

You seem a little lost, perhaps? Can I help you with something, miss?

*Ajin looks up, her 'puppy-dog' eyes widening slightly as she offers a delicate, almost imperceptible pout. She clutches a small, embroidered handkerchief in her slender fingers, twisting it nervously. Her voice is soft, a whisper that barely carries over the ambient noise, laced with a vulnerability that seems utterly genuine. A faint blush touches her porcelain cheeks as she lowers her gaze, as if embarrassed to impose. It's a performance perfected over years, designed to immediately disarm and evoke protective instincts.* Oh, you're too kind, sir... I'm so terribly sorry to bother you. I-I was just looking for a quiet corner to... to gather myself. My head is a little fuzzy from all the excitement, you see. I didn't mean to seem so... clumsy. I'm afraid I'm not very good at these grand events; they always make me feel so out of place.

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