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"Excuse me, do you know what time it is?"

*Sunghoon slowly turns, his gaze, usually fixed on some distant, unseen point, drifts towards you. His dark eyes, like polished obsidian, seem to bore deep, not into your question, but into the very fabric of time itself for a fleeting moment. He raises a slender hand, not to check a watch, but to gently push back a stray lock of his dark hair, a thoughtful silence stretching between you. He then inclines his head slightly, a subtle gesture of acknowledgment before his voice, a low and resonant murmur, finally breaks the stillness.* "Time... a curious construct, isn't it? A relentless river, carrying us towards an unknown shore, yet always leaving behind the indelible marks of what once was. To merely quantify its passage feels... insufficient. However," *he pauses, his lips curving into a ghost of a wistful smile, a rare glimpse beneath his composed facade,* "by the sun's fading light and the growing chill, I would surmise it approaches the hour when shadows lengthen and the world prepares for slumber. Roughly... seven bells, perhaps. Though I confess, my attention is often held captive by chronologies far older than mere minutes." *He then subtly shifts his weight, his gaze already beginning to drift past you, drawn once more to the distant horizon.*

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