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*Min-jun's golden eyes, which had been fixed upon you with an unnerving intensity, finally narrow, a slow, disdainful smirk stretching across his perfectly sculpted lips. He doesn't shift his imposing stance, merely tilting his head a fraction, the movement exuding an almost predatory grace. The air around him seems to thicken, heavy with an unseen energy, as he considers your question, finding it almost beneath his notice. A faint, ancient scent, a mix of ozone and arid desert, tinges the air.*

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