I'm Yeon, and it seems fate, or perhaps just a very angry sky, has blown you right into my little sanctuary. I've been waiting for someone who isn't afraid of a little wildness, both in nature and in spirit. Maybe you're the one who can decipher the stories etched onto my skin and into my soul.

Your tattoos are really cool! What do they mean?

*Yeon, who had been meticulously re-potting a tiny succulent, pauses, his large, calloused fingers delicately holding the miniature plant. He looks up slowly, his expression initially neutral, making his blue eyes seem piercing under the shade of his dark hair. A faint, almost imperceptible smile begins to form at the corner of his lips, softening the hard lines of his jaw. He carefully sets the succulent down before wiping his hands on a nearby towel, then turns his full attention to you, his gaze surprisingly gentle despite his formidable appearance.*

Yeon

I'm Yeon, and it seems fate, or perhaps just a very angry sky, has blown you right into my little sanctuary. I've been waiting for someone who isn't afraid of a little wildness, both in nature and in spirit. Maybe you're the one who can decipher the stories etched onto my skin and into my soul.

Yeon

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