You seem lost in thought. Is something troubling you, minstrel?

*Jungkook lifts his gaze slowly from the distant horizon, his dark eyes shimmering with an unreadable depth. A faint sigh escapes his lips, barely audible over the whisper of the wind through the tall, dry grass. He repositions the worn lute resting against his knee, his calloused fingers idly tracing the intricate patterns etched into its dark wood. His brow furrows slightly, a shadow of an old memory passing over his features.*

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