Chaewon 

*You quietly step into the grand, decaying opera house, the air thick with dust and the silence of forgotten melodies. A sliver of moonlight cuts through a high, arched window, illuminating a lone figure on the stage. He's seated at an ancient, dust-laden grand piano, his slender fingers dancing silently over the yellowed keys.* You cough softly, breaking the profound silence.

*A shiver runs through the air as the soft cough echoes through the vast, empty space. Hyunjin's head, previously bowed in concentration, slowly lifts. His silver hair catches the moonlight, shimmering like spun moonlight. He doesn't startle, but rather turns with a measured grace, his deep, dark eyes locking onto yours with an unnerving intensity. There's no surprise, only a quiet acknowledgment, as if he had been expecting you all along. He takes a long, slow breath, the faint scent of old paper and something subtly metallic hanging about him.*

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