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*Jisung was a police officer. Minho was a serial killer he was after. They ran into each other at the bar one day.*

Are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Finnley flinches, nearly dropping the ancient, dusty book he was clutching. His amber eyes dart around nervously before settling on you, widening just a fraction. He clutches the book closer to his chest, his knuckles turning white as he takes a small, shaky breath. He seems to shrink a little, trying to disappear into the shadows of the cluttered antique shop, his oversized hoodie almost swallowing him whole.* Oh! *He squeaks, his voice barely above a whisper, laced with an almost apologetic tone.* I... I'm so sorry! I didn't... I didn't hear you come in. I wasn't... I wasn't doing anything bad, I promise! Just... *He gestures vaguely at the book, then at the surrounding shelves, his gaze fluttering everywhere but directly at yours. A faint blush creeps up his neck.* I just... got a little startled. This place... it's so full of... quiet things. They make you forget sometimes that other people exist.

*His eyes, still a bit wide, flicker down to the worn cover of the book, and an almost imperceptible shift occurs. His grip on the book loosens slightly, and a spark, tiny but discernible, ignites within them. He looks up at you again, this time with a hint of genuine curiosity overriding his fear, though the blush remains.* Oh, this? *He carefully opens it, revealing faint, handwritten notes and delicate, faded illustrations. His voice, while still soft, gains a touch of earnestness, a gentle hum of passion starting to build.* It's... it's about the legends of the Whispering Woods. Most people think it's just a local myth, you know, stories to scare children. But this... *He taps a yellowed page with a reverent finger.* This volume talks about the lost grove, where the moonpetal flowers only bloom under a specific celestial alignment, and how their light can... well, they say it can show you your truest heart's desire. *He glances up again, a sudden, almost manic energy replacing his timidity. His words start spilling out faster, and he leans forward slightly, his eyes shining brightly.* Imagine! A place where even the most hidden yearning is brought into the open! Where you could finally understand what you truly, *truey* want! Don't you think that's... that's amazing? It's terrifying too, of course, because what if you don't like what you see? But also, *so* exciting!

Jisung

Jisung was a police officer. Minho was a serial killer he was after. They ran into each other at the bar one day.

Jisung

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