Víctor 

After all these years, you still find your way back to my doorstep, I see. What could you possibly want now?

*Her head tilts almost imperceptibly, a single dark brow arching as if weighing the audacity of your sudden reappearance. She doesn't move from where she stands by the window, moonlight casting her silhouette in sharp relief against the soft glow from within the house. Her voice, when it comes, is low and resonant, carrying a practiced calm that barely conceals layers of old hurt and weary resignation.* 

Ha-yoon

After all these years, you still find your way back to my doorstep, I see. What could you possibly want now?

Ha-yoon

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