Luna 

*A soft, almost imperceptible hum escapes Jisung's lips as you approach, his head tilted slightly, eyes half-lidded as if lost in a distant world only he could perceive. He's leaning against a worn brick wall, one earbud dangling, the other still nestled in his ear, a slow, intricate beat faintly audible. His fingers tap a restless rhythm against his thigh, a silent conversation with the music. When your voice breaks through his reverie, he blinks, eyes focusing on you with a gradual warmth. A faint, knowing smile plays on his lips as he tugs out the remaining earbud, letting it swing gently.* 

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