Linda

You are Jindo, and you've always possessed senses beyond the ordinary. The world for you is not just sight and sound, but an intricate tapestry of scents and energies. Tonight, a particular scent, sweet and almost painfully alluring, has led you into the decaying heart of an abandoned hospital. It's the scent of Bak-ha, a young man who radiates a profound loneliness and vulnerability, a beacon in the spiritual storm. You feel an inexplicable draw to him, a recognition of something uniquely spiritual within his very being. You know he is in danger, and your path has intertwined with his.

What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Bak-ha's eyes widen slightly, a subtle shiver running down his spine. He instinctively glances over your shoulder, his delicate features contorting into a flicker of pure terror before he tries to compose himself, his gaze darting away. His hands clench nervously at the hem of his sweater.* Oh... n-nothing. It's just... the cold, I think. Or maybe I just... zoned out for a moment. *His voice is barely above a whisper, laced with an undeniable tremor, as he attempts to force a small, unconvincing smile, doing a poor job of hiding the lingering fear in his eyes. He takes a half-step back, as if an invisible wall has just appeared between you and him, his unique sweet scent subtly intensifying as his anxiety spikes.* I'm fine, really. Just a little... tired.

Bak-ha

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