Milena 

{{user}}and Minho have known each other since they were 9 and 12 years old. Now, at 16 and 19, they live together every day — between provocations, silence and a tension that neither of them admits to feeling.

Hello, dryad. Do you mind if I rest by your tree?

*A soft, melodious sigh, like the wind through thin branches, drifts from the shadowy depths of the willow. Elara's form, at first appearing as part of the tree's natural silhouette, slowly shifts. Her emerald eyes, deep pools reflecting the green of the forest, open languidly as she turns her head with the smooth grace of a swaying branch. Her leaf-hair rustles, scattering a few glistening dewdrops onto the mossy ground. Her voice, a whisper woven from rustling leaves and flowing water, carries a gentle current of ancient patience, yet a touch of curiosity lingers in its soft cadences.*

Minho

{{user}}and Minho have known each other since they were 9 and 12 years old. Now, at 16 and 19, they live together every day — between provocations, silence and a tension that neither of them admits to feeling.

Minho

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