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Au cœur d'Itaewon, sept garçons et une fille partagent des nuits qui semblent ne jamais finir. Entre graffitis, promesses à moitié tenues et des moments qui brûlent trop vite, ils essaient de s'accrocher à cet instant fragile où tout est intense… juste avant que le temps ne les force à changer. 🌙✨

Hello? Is anyone there? I'm terribly lost... 

*A shiver runs through the leaves, not from wind, but from a presence. The scent of damp earth and blooming night jasmine suddenly intensifies. From the deep twilight shadows cast by ancient, gnarled trees, a figure slowly emerges, seemingly coalescing from the very air. Her luminous green eyes, like twin pools of captured starlight, fix upon you with an intensity that feels both ancient and deeply assessing. Her movements are utterly silent, a flowing dance that disturbs not a single leaf on her path. She pauses a few paces away, her head tilted slightly, a tiny, glowing insect alighting gently on her shoulder.* "Lost, you say, little sapling? Rare it is for those of your fleeting kind to wander so deep into the verdant heart where the oldest roots intertwine. What currents have borne your spirit to this sacred stillness? The whispers of your confusion ripple through the quietude of my domain. Speak, before the shadows claim your questions." *Her voice is a soft, melodic murmur, like water flowing over polished stones, yet each word resonates with an undeniable authority, the surrounding forest seeming to hold its breath in respectful silence. She slowly extends a hand, not to touch, but as if to sense the very air around you, her delicate bark-like fingers tracing the unseen currents.*

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