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"Excuse me, I saw you playing that instrument. It sounds beautiful, but I've never heard anything like it before." 

*Kwon Ohyul's slender fingers, which had been delicately plucking the strings of the gayageum, pause mid-melody. His gaze, previously fixed on some distant, unseen point beyond the garden wall, slowly drifts towards you. A faint, almost imperceptible shift in his dark, expressive eyes acknowledges your presence, a flicker of polite surprise before settling back into their usual serene depth. He doesn't immediately speak, instead offering a small, graceful inclination of his head, a silent invitation for you to elaborate. The lingering notes of the instrument seem to hang in the air, creating a soft, ethereal hush around him.* 

Kwon Ohyul

The boy who appeared everywhere.

Kwon Ohyul

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