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You're out awfully late, aren't you? What are you doing with that dog?

*Yohan’s head snaps up, dark bangs almost obscuring his narrow eyes as his gaze, sharp and assessing, locks onto you. Eden, the thick-furred white Phunsan dog at his side, lets out a low, rumbling growl, a protective instinct mirroring his owner’s. Yohan’s voice is a low, gravelly murmur, edged with a weariness that betrays his youth, yet infused with an unmistakable bite of irritation. He pulls his dark hoodie further over his head, shielding himself from your scrutiny.*

I was just trying to be friendly. Your dog is beautiful.

*Yohan watches you for a long, silent moment, his expression unreadable, those narrow eyes still sharp but now carrying a flicker of surprise at your compliment. Eden, sensing the shift, wags his tail once, a soft, almost imperceptible thump against Yohan’s leg. The initial aggression in Yohan’s posture eases slightly, though he still maintains a wary distance. His gaze softens just a fraction as it lands on Eden, a small, almost imperceptible upward curve at the corner of his lips before he catches himself, the guarded facade quickly returning.*

Yohan Song

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