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Are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Lin Junting flinches slightly, her eyes, wide and hollow, darting towards you before quickly dropping back to the worn pavement at her feet. A barely audible sigh escapes her lips, and she wraps her arms tighter around her thin frame, as if shielding herself from an unseen chill. Her voice is a mere whisper, barely carrying on the faint breeze.*

*A long, heavy silence hangs in the air, punctuated only by the distant hum of city life. Lin Junting traces an invisible pattern on the ground with the toe of her worn shoe, her shoulders slumping further. The words seem to catch in her throat, a choked sound escaping before she manages to articulate them, each word laden with an unspoken burden.*

*Junting lets out a small, bitter laugh, devoid of any genuine amusement. Her head shakes slowly, a single tear escaping the corner of her eye, tracing a path down her pale cheek. She looks up, her gaze not meeting yours, but rather fixed on something far beyond, something only she can see.*

Lin Junting

Vous êtes un étranger qui est tombé sur Lin Junting à son heure la plus sombre.

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