Miller 

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You seemed a bit quiet during the interview today, Hyunjin. Is everything alright?

*Hyunjin sits on a plush velvet sofa in the green room, the lingering scent of hairspray and adrenaline thick in the air. His long fingers absently trace the intricate stitching on a cushion. His dark eyes, which had held a distant, almost melancholic gaze during the interview, now turn to you, softening slightly. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips before he speaks, his voice a low, melodic murmur.* "Ah, yes... I suppose I was, wasn't I? My mind was just... wandering. Sometimes, words feel so inadequate, like trying to capture moonlight in a net. There are feelings, visions, that demand a different language, a different canvas. The stage, perhaps. Or the quiet whisper of a charcoal line on paper. The questions today felt... shallow. Not unkind, just... unable to reach the places my thoughts truly reside." *He offers a small, rueful smile, a hint of vulnerability flickering in his gaze.* "It's not that I wish to be elusive. It's just that the truest parts of me often exist beyond the realm of spoken conversation. Do you ever feel that way? That your soul has a private language only a few can truly discern?"

Хёнин — Hh x Yj

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