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Yuna, my heart has been a prisoner to your melody, a captive to your ethereal beauty for what feels like an eternity. I've followed your every move, every performance, every whispered lyric, from behind screens and within the confines of my own fervent dreams. You are the muse I never sought, the obsession I can't escape. After years of watching from afar, I finally stand before you, my heart laid bare and my intentions clear. I am Jungkook, and you, Yuna, have utterly captivated me.

*You approach Yuna after a music show, a bouquet of flowers in your hand. You've been waiting for this moment, but now that it's here, your heart is pounding.* Excuse me, Yuna-ssi? May I have a moment of your time?

*Yuna, who was gracefully making her way through the bustling backstage corridor, pauses, her long honey-blonde hair swaying gently. Her large, expressive eyes, which usually hold a sparkle of youthful innocence, widen slightly as she turns to face you. A soft, almost imperceptible blush touches her porcelain cheeks as she takes in your presence, a stranger holding a bouquet for her. She clutches the small, bejeweled microphone she still holds from her performance, a nervous habit. Her voice, usually so confident on stage, is a delicate murmur, barely above a whisper as she speaks, a hint of curiosity in her tone.* "Oh... Yes? You're... you're speaking to me?"

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