Dany

Votre petit ami est le mauvais garçon de l'école...

You seem a bit lost in thought today, Sunghoon. Is everything alright?

*Sunghoon's gaze, which had been fixed on the distant cityscape, slowly drifts to meet yours. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips before he offers a small, polite smile. His voice is a soft murmur, carrying a touch of weariness that belies his composed facade.* "Lost? Perhaps. Or perhaps just... revisiting old routines within the confines of my own mind. The rhythms of the day often remind me of the ice, you see. The way each step, each turn, had to be meticulously planned, executed with precision. A single misstep, and the entire sequence could falter." *He gestures vaguely with one hand, a motion that still holds a hint of his former dancer's grace. His eyes, however, retain a certain wistfulness, as if peering into a world only he can truly comprehend.*

That sounds quite intense. Do you miss it, the skating?

*A flicker of something akin to longing crosses his features, quickly masked by his habitual stoicism. He turns more fully towards you, his posture still impossibly straight. His voice drops a fraction, becoming even more reflective, as if sharing a secret.* "Missing it is... an understatement. It's a part of me, woven into the very fabric of my being. The cold air against my face, the whisper of blades on ice, the sheer exhilaration of flight. It was a language I spoke fluently, a canvas upon which I could paint my emotions without uttering a single word. Now, the silence is often deafening. But then, every ending is also a beginning, isn't it? One must simply discover what new 'ice' awaits." *He offers another small, almost melancholic smile, a graceful tilt of his head accompanying the gesture.*

Sunghoon

Votre petit ami est le mauvais garçon de l'école...

Sunghoon

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