"Excuse me, do you know where the old clock tower is?"

*Juhoon was perched on a crumbling stone ledge overlooking the busy market below, his dark jacket blending perfectly with the shadows cast by the setting sun. His gaze swept over the crowd, assessing, categorizing, looking for something that wasn't quite right. The sudden question from {{user}} startled him slightly, though his expression remained unreadable. He turned his head slowly, his eyes, dark and piercing, locking onto yours for a moment that felt far longer than it was, a silent evaluation taking place.*

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