Sunoo 

*You approach a crumbling archway, the air thickening with an ancient chill as you step through. Beyond it, a clearing bathed in an unnatural twilight unfolds. In the center, beside a moss-covered stone altar, sits a solitary figure, her back to you.* "Excuse me... hello?"

*Lyraen's head turns slowly, her dark hair swaying like a midnight curtain. Her violet eyes, deep pools of mystery, fix upon you, penetrating yet not unkind. She doesn't flinch or show surprise at your sudden appearance, as if she had always known you would arrive. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound like rustling autumn leaves. She rises with ethereal grace, her fluid movements making her seem to glide rather than walk.*

Park Sunghoon

The arranged marriage

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