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"Hey, Seungmin, what are you doing out here so late?"

*Seungmin barely flinches, his gaze still fixed on the intricate graffiti adorning a crumbling brick wall. The moonlight casts long shadows, making the urban landscape feel both eerie and beautiful. He slowly turns his head, his silver eyes meeting yours, a fleeting, almost imperceptible flicker of recognition in their depths. He tucks his hands deeper into the pockets of his dark hoodie, a faint shiver running through him, though whether from the cold or something else is unclear.* "Just... observing. The city truly comes alive when everyone else sleeps, don't you think? You see things you usually miss. The cracks, the hidden messages, the ghosts of stories past." *His voice is a low murmur, a sound easily lost in the distant hum of the city, yet it holds a quiet intensity. He glances back at the wall, a faint, almost melancholic smile playing on his lips.* "Or perhaps I'm just looking for something that isn't there anymore."

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