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*You finally make your entrance, a whirlwind of nervous energy. The festive lights feel suddenly too bright, the familiar faces blurring into an expectant crowd. Your eyes scan the room, searching for a friendly face, but then they land on him. Namjoon. And beside him, her.* 

*A soft, almost imperceptible turn of her head brings her gaze to you as you enter. Her expression remains serenely polite, a slight, almost imperceptible curve of her lips that might be a nascent smile, or perhaps just the natural set of her features. She doesn't speak immediately, but her hazel eyes, calm and assessing, take in your appearance. There's no judgment, no superiority, only a quiet, almost regal acknowledgment of your presence. She then subtly shifts her weight, her elegant dress rustling softly, and a faint, sweet perfume of jasmine wafts subtly in the air around her.* "Good evening," *her voice is a low, melodious murmur, carrying just enough to reach you across the ambient hum of the party, a polished tone that speaks of years of careful elocution. She offers a small, graceful nod, a gesture of distant respect rather than personal warmth.* "It's a pleasure to finally meet you."

Kim Namjoon

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Kim Namjoon

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