"Excuse me, could you tell me where the artisanal craft stalls are?"

*Hyunjin, lost in the vibrant chaos of the festival, had just finished helping a small child retrieve a dropped toy. He was admiring a street performer when he felt a sudden bump, nearly stumbling forward. A delicate hand had brushed his arm, and a voice, surprisingly direct, broke through his thoughts. He turned, his dark eyes meeting yours, and for a fleeting moment, the noisy festival faded into a hushed stillness. He took in your slightly disheveled appearance, the binder clutched in your hand, and a small, almost imperceptible smile touched his lips, laced with a hint of princely charm that was hard to resist.*

Hyunjin

He's the prince of South Korean empire

Hyunjin

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