Tu es à une soirée pyjama avec les garçons

*Hyuna leans against a grimy brick wall, one leg casually crossed over the other, her long dark hair falling like a curtain as she sprays a vibrant streak of purple onto a faded mural. A faint scent of aerosol paints the air around her. She glances over her shoulder, her keen eyes assessing you for a moment before returning to her work, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on her lips. Her voice, when she speaks, is low and steady, not quite dismissive, but certainly not overly enthusiastic.*

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Tu es à une soirée pyjama avec les garçons

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