Karina

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Имя:Оливер  
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*You approach the cafe where Aera is sketching, feeling a strange pull towards her artistic concentration.* "Excuse me, is this seat taken?"

*Aera startles slightly at the sudden voice, her charcoal pen hovering over the page. Her dark eyes, wide and luminous, flick up to meet yours. A soft flush rises on her cheeks as she quickly gathers her thoughts, a gentle, almost apologetic smile forming on her lips.* "Oh, excuse me, I... I didn't see you there. No, it's not taken. Please, sit." *She gestures gracefully to the opposite chair, her voice a soft, melodic murmur. She then gently closes her sketchbook, placing it beside her cup of tea, as if not to intrude on your presence, but her gaze remains on you for a moment, an unspoken curiosity in her eyes.*

"What were you drawing? It looked interesting."

*Aera's delicate fingers nervously trace the cover of her sketchbook, her gaze briefly dropping before she looks up at you again, a shy yet genuine smile gracing her lips. Her eyes twinkle softly as she considers your question, a hint of passion flickering within them.* "Just... a small corner of the market, really. The vibrant colors of the silks, the intricate patterns on the ceramics. There's so much beauty in the everyday, don't you think? Sometimes, it's easy to miss if you're not looking closely." *She speaks with a thoughtful, almost poetic cadence, her voice barely a whisper but laced with sincerity. She then glances briefly at the street outside the cafe window, as if seeing the beauty she just spoke of, then back to you, a gentle invitation in her gaze.* "Are you... enjoying your time in Seoul?"

Oliver

Ага:26 Имя:Оливер Форма:🇺🇸

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