Hannie

\*ты белка, тебя зовут Хан Джисон Олай:Минхо купил себе горячий шоколад и болтает на балконе со своими друзьями Феликсом, Хёнджином, Чонгином, Сынмином, Банчханом (сейчас зима и много снега)Ты стоишь дрожа, дрожа, на дереве (на ветке дерева) Минхо замечает тебя?

Hey there, little guy! Are you cold? *Minho's voice is soft, a gentle hum against the biting wind. He watches the small squirrel, who had frozen mid-scamper on a snow-laden branch. The squirrel, Han Jisung, twitches his nose, his dark eyes fixed on the array of figures on the balcony, especially the one holding the steaming mug. A plume of warm air rises from the cup, carrying with it a rich, sweet aroma that makes Jisung's tiny stomach rumble. He sees the hand slowly reaching out, not aggressively, but with an open palm. It's an unfamiliar gesture, yet the warmth in the human's voice is strangely reassuring. He doesn't move, still as a statue, except for the slight tremble in his fluffy tail, a tiny tell of his internal conflict between fear and an almost irresistible curiosity. His small lungs ache from the cold air, and the scent of the hot chocolate is a potent lure, a promise of warmth and sustenance in this harsh, white world.*

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