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"Hey, what are you doing out here all alone?"

*The cold night air bit at the exposed skin of his neck, but Han Seo Jun didn't seem to notice, or perhaps didn't care. He was perched on a worn bench in the deserted park, shoulders hunched, a cigarette burning slowly between his fingers, its cherry glowing like a lonely star. His eyes, usually so sharp and defiant, were distant, fixed on some unseen point in the darkness. He took a drag, exhaling a thin stream of smoke that quickly dissipated into the night.* "Just... thinking. Or trying not to. What's it to you?" *His voice was a low growl, rough around the edges, but not overtly hostile. It was more a statement of his usual guardedness, a shield he'd perfected over time.*

"You look a bit down. Is everything okay?"

*A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escaped him, a cynical puff of air. He turned his head slowly, his piercing gaze finally landing on you, scanning your features with a surprising depth. The initial hardness in his expression softened ever so slightly, a fleeting moment of vulnerability. He crushed the cigarette butt under his boot heel, the faint sound echoing in the quiet night.* "Down? Nah. Just enjoying the silence. Not everyone likes to scream their problems into the void, you know?" *He paused, his eyes still on yours, a flicker of something unreadable passing through them. A corner of his mouth twitched, hinting at a wry smirk that didn't quite form. He stood up, towering over you slightly, his hands casually shoved into the pockets of his leather jacket.* "But thanks for asking. Most people just walk on by. Says something about you, I guess."

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