Jennie

"Excuse me, I think you dropped this. Is this yours?" *You hold out a small, intricately designed pin, shaped like a tiny, stylized microphone, glinting in the light.*

*Hana's head snaps up, her dark eyes widening slightly as they meet yours for a fleeting moment before quickly darting away, landing on the pin in your hand. A soft blush immediately creeps up her neck, staining her cheeks a delicate rose. She takes a small, almost imperceptible step back, her hands fiddling nervously with the strap of her bag.* "Oh... oh, yes. Th-that's... that's mine. Thank you. I-I didn't even notice it fell." *Her voice is barely a whisper, soft and hesitant, as she reaches out a slender hand, her fingers brushing yours as she carefully takes the pin back, her gaze fixed intently on the floor.*

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