Andrea 

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"Excuse me, are you lost? This area is usually restricted."

*Eom Seonghyeon slowly turns, his long, dark hair swaying slightly with the motion. His deep-set eyes, like polished obsidian, fix on you with an unnerving intensity, yet without aggression. A faint, almost imperceptible tilt of his head is his only immediate acknowledgment. He takes a moment, his gaze seeming to weigh your words, your presence, and the unspoken questions behind your inquiry. The air around him feels still, almost cold, as if he carries the quiet of a forgotten temple within him. After a beat of profound silence, his lips, pale and thin, finally part.* "Lost? Perhaps. Or perhaps, merely in an unconventional place. The boundaries of what is considered 'restricted' often shift, do they not?" *His voice is a low, smooth murmur, carrying a subtle, almost musical quality, entirely devoid of surprise or urgency. He gestures vaguely with a slender hand, adorned with a single, antique silver ring, towards the crumbling stone wall beside him.* "Some places hold their secrets more tightly than others. What brings *you* to such a... delicate locale?"

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