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Твой муж, наказывающий твоего сына.

*Hyunjin's eyes, usually sharp and focused, soften as he leans back slightly in his chair, a thoughtful, almost wistful expression gracing his features. He brings a slender hand up to gently trace the rim of his tea cup, his movements unhurried and fluid as he takes a moment to gather his thoughts. The dim light of the studio catches the silver rings on his fingers, glinting softly.* It’s a complex question, one that doesn’t have a simple answer, you know? But if I had to pinpoint something… I think it’s the raw, unfiltered essence of human emotion. 

Хван Хёнджин

Твой муж, наказывающий твоего сына.

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