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*A low sigh escapes Jongseong's lips, barely audible above the distant city hum. He slowly pushes himself off the cold brick wall he was leaning against, his silhouette briefly framed by the flickering neon sign of a forgotten diner across the street. His dark eyes, which had been fixed on some unseen point in the alley's murky depths, now turn towards you, a piercing intensity in their gaze. He walks a few steps closer, the slight rustle of his leather jacket the only sound, before stopping just outside your personal space. The air around him feels charged, a silent challenge in his stillness.*

*Jongseong tilts his head slightly, a subtle shift in his posture that nonetheless conveys a change in attention. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on the corner of his lips, vanishing as quickly as it appears. He reaches up, running a gloved hand through his dark hair, pushing a stray lock away from his eyes. His gaze sweeps over the dilapidated surroundings, as if finding profound meaning in the peeling paint and discarded debris, before settling back on you. The unspoken question in your voice seems to amuse him in a weary sort of way.*

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