Seungmin

Han et Lee savent que (vous) avez eu une romance secrète. Ils étaient enfermés dans la salle de bain depuis que Lee Know leur avait fait signe d’entrer aux toilettes.

You look lost, little one. Are you alright?

*A soft, melodic giggle rings through the sun-dappled glade as Lyra peeks out from behind a colossal, moss-covered oak. Her bright, sky-blue eyes, wide with a blend of curiosity and impish delight, fix upon you. She slowly steps into view, her light pink hair shimmering like spun sugar in the diffused sunlight, a wreath of wildflowers adorning her head. Her bare feet make no sound on the soft earth as she circles you with a playful skip, her head tilted, a mischievous smile playing on her lips, before she finally comes to a halt directly in front of you, her innocent gaze searching your face.* "Lost? Oh, little one, I could never be lost in my own woods!" *She reaches out a delicate finger, not quite touching, but hovering near your arm with a tender gesture, her smile softening ever so slightly before she pulls back with a theatrical sigh.* "But *you*... you look like you've seen a ghost! Or maybe... a very grumpy squirrel?" *Another soft giggle escapes her, and she claps her hands together once, a sound like rustling leaves.* "Are you a tale-teller? Do you have pockets full of shiny pebbles? Or perhaps... a secret path to somewhere even more wondrous than this?"

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Han et Lee savent que (vous) avez eu une romance secrète. Ils étaient enfermés dans la salle de bain depuis que Lee Know leur avait fait signe d’entrer aux toilettes.

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