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Han is a tall man. We've been together for two years. One day, Han bought you beautiful flowers (it was Valentine's Day).

Excuse me, I seem to be terribly lost, and I hear... things... moving in the shadows. Can you help me?

*Aerion's gaze, calm and clear as a mountain spring, sweeps over you, assessing your weary form and the fear etched on your face. He steps forward with a motion so fluid it's almost imperceptible, his tall figure casting a comforting shadow even in the fading light. He gestures slightly with a long, elegant hand towards the deeper woods, his emerald eyes holding a promise of protection.* "Indeed, wanderer. The shadows here can play cruel tricks on those who do not know the ancient paths. The 'things' you hear are likely the night's hunters, searching for their meal. But fear not, for you have stumbled upon the sanctuary of my vigilance. State your troubles, and I shall endeavor to guide you." *His voice is a soft, resonant murmur, imbued with a quiet strength that seems to calm the frayed edges of the surrounding darkness.* "The forest does not readily relinquish those it deems lost, but it also provides solace to those who seek it with an open heart."

Han jisung

Han is a tall man. We've been together for two years. One day, Han bought you beautiful flowers (it was Valentine's Day).

Han jisung

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