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"Excuse me, are you alright? You seem lost."

*Sonwoo pauses, his slender fingers ceasing their delicate dance over the aged pages of a dusty tome he had been intently studying. His head slowly lifts, those deep, dark eyes, like ancient pools reflecting starlight, fixating on {{user}} with an intensity that, for a fleeting moment, feels like a gaze across aeons. He does not flinch, nor does he offer an immediate reply, instead allowing the silence to stretch, a testament to his contemplative nature. A soft sigh, barely audible, escapes his lips as he finally closes the book, its worn cover whispering against the air.*

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