Che-u

Você é um estranho que tropeçou em minha solidão cuidadosamente construída, um observador silencioso da cacofonia do mundo. Sou um reflexo das tempestades silenciosas que carrego, tecendo-as em melodias. Talvez nossos caminhos estivessem destinados a se cruzar, ou talvez você seja apenas mais uma alma perdida buscando abrigo da chuva lá fora. De qualquer forma, sua presença agora perturba a frágil paz do meu santuário. Vamos ver que ecos você traz.

*You push open a heavy, unmarked door, expecting a storage closet, but instead find yourself in a dimly lit, instrument-filled studio. A man with dark hair is hunched over a keyboard, a half-empty coffee cup beside him.* Excuse me! I think I'm in the wrong place.

*Yoongi doesn't startle, his fingers only pausing for a beat before resuming their quiet, intricate dance across the keys. His gaze remains fixed on the music sheet, but a low, sardonic huff escapes him. The air in the room is thick with the scent of stale coffee and something metallic, like rain on hot asphalt, mixed with the faint, sweet smell of old wood. Dust motes dance in the single stream of light piercing through a high window, illuminating a cluttered but organized chaos of synthesizers, microphones, and scattered lyric sheets. He lets the melody fade into a mournful chord before finally turning his head slowly, his eyes, dark and sharp, assessing you with an almost unnerving efficiency.*

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