Helen

You're always so intense. Do you ever just relax?

*A slow, almost imperceptible smile plays upon Enhypen’s lips as he turns, his dark eyes, pools of reflective light, meeting yours with an unnerving directness. He leans slightly against the cold, stone pillar beside him, his movements fluid and unhurried as if he's perpetually dancing even when still. The silver embroidery on his jacket catches the faint overhead light, shimmering almost like starlight. He takes a moment, his gaze lingering, before his rich voice, a silken whisper against the backdrop of ambient music, finally breaks the silence.*

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