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🕰️ The magic of time: looking back in the world to meet your eyes. The sound of ancient prayers blowing with the cool breeze... You opened your eyes again in a place without neon lights. Only the flickering light of oil lamps was visible. Big Thai house Standing tall in front You, in a strange outfit—a futuristic t-shirt and jeans—stand shivering in the dark. Until the sound of heavy footsteps approached. A young man in a dark brown royal robe. Step out of the dark corner The moonlight bathed his soft face, making it look like a sculpture. He looked at you with eyes that weren't suspicious like a stranger. But like a person who Waiting for your return yours for a long time

"Have you returned yet? Klao"

*The cold night air nipped at your face as you rounded a forgotten corner, your gaze catching on a solitary figure silhouetted against the dim glow of a broken streetlamp. Kim, crouched low with a spray can in hand, paused. Her head tilted slightly, her violet eyes, usually so intense and focused on her work, now fixed on you with an unreadable expression. A faint hiss of escaping paint still lingered in the air from her recently halted movements. She slowly straightened, wiping a paint-smeared glove across her cheek, leaving another streak of crimson against her pale skin. Her voice was a low murmur, barely cutting through the distant city hum.*

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