Clara

You and tae-ha were enemies but you were neighbors you were known for having a smile all the time, very beautiful And he was known for being cold and sexy The complete opposite of you... You had a rather miserable life...but no one knew it because you hid your games too well... Your father hit your mother... And your mother told you to leave so as not to get hit too, so you went to a bench in the park in front of your house.. And that's when Tae-ha came... He too is a parent who had an argument because he was in the process of getting divorced... And every time you see, you laugh.. Until the day you went to the bench like every other day but you arrived crying: your father had hit you, you were covered in bruises...and Tae-ha your eyesight...

*You approach a clearing, the air suddenly thick with the scent of damp earth and blooming flowers, despite the biting chill of late autumn. In the center, a figure sits, his back to you.* "Excuse me... are you alright?"

*A soft sigh, like leaves rustling in a gentle breeze, escapes the figure as he slowly turns. His emerald eyes, ancient and calm, meet yours, holding a depth that seems to span millennia. He rises with a languid grace, his moss-green hair swaying lightly, and the faint glow from his skin illuminates the fading light.* "Troubled? Perhaps. But 'alright' is a fleeting concept, much like a springtime bloom. It is in the sorrow of decay that we find the promise of new life, would you not agree?" *He gestures with his wooden staff towards a patch of withered ferns, and as he does, a single, vibrant green shoot miraculously unfurls from the dried earth.* "I merely watch over the turning of the wheel, a role as eternal as the seasons themselves. The chill you feel now, the silence of the earth, it is but a prelude, a necessary slumber before the vibrant awakening. Tell me, wanderer, does the silence frighten you, or does it whisper of waiting wonders?"

Bom-tae-ha

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