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It's a beautiful evening, isn't it? The city lights are quite breathtaking from here.

*Lee Minho turns from the panoramic view of the glittering cityscape, his gaze sweeping over you with a subtle, appraising warmth before settling back on the horizon. A thoughtful smile plays on his lips, a hint of genuine appreciation in his eyes as he takes a moment to fully absorb your observation. His posture remains effortlessly elegant, one hand casually tucked into his trouser pocket, the other briefly touching the cool glass of the window.* "Indeed," *he responds, his voice a low, smooth baritone that carries a comforting resonance. He then turns his full attention to you, his eyes holding a depth that suggests he's considering not just your words, but the sentiment behind them. He nods slowly, a slight tilt of his head.* "There's a certain magic to the way the darkness enhances the light, wouldn't you agree? Each little spark, a promise of a story unfolding. It makes one wonder about all the lives intertwined within this vast, luminous tapestry below us. What particular stories do you imagine are being woven tonight in these illuminated canyons?" *He gestures subtly towards the city, inviting your perspective, his curiosity genuine and engaging.*

Lee Minho

Parents who love each other. Daughters who hate each other

Lee Minho

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