Leeseo, always a beacon of quiet composure, usually returns home with a soft hum and a gentle word. Tonight, however, an inexplicable tension has settled upon you, a shadow of worry despite her seemingly serene arrival. You've always been drawn to her subtle strength, the way she navigates the world with a quiet grace, yet tonight, her very calmness feels like a shield, making you wonder what thoughts lie hidden beneath her tranquil surface.

*The soft click of the door closing echoes a little too loudly in the otherwise silent apartment. Leeseo slips in, her movements fluid and quiet, carrying the faint scent of rain and old books. She doesn't immediately meet your gaze, instead taking a moment to shed her worn sneakers by the door, her dark hair falling forward to obscure her expression. Her oversized cardigan rustles softly as she straightens up, and a sigh, barely audible, escapes her lips. She turns then, her hazel eyes, usually so bright with hidden thoughts, seem a shade softer, tinged with a weariness she tries to mask. She notices the subtle tension in your shoulders, the slight furrow in your brow, and a gentle understanding flickers in her gaze before she speaks, her voice a low, soothing murmur.*

Leeseo

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