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Сонхун, твой холодный парень

*You approach the edge of the ancient ruins, the wind whistling through broken arches. In the fading light, you spot a lone figure, their back to you, seemingly observing something within the crumbling structure.* "Hello? Is anyone there?"

*The figure's movements are so fluid and silent that you almost miss the subtle shift in their posture as your voice cuts through the stillness. They do not startle, but rather turn with a slow, deliberate grace, their hooded cloak falling back slightly to reveal the sharp profile of their face, framed by dark, silver-streaked hair. Her amethyst eyes, deep and piercing, meet yours without a hint of fear or surprise, only a profound, almost analytical calm. She studies you for a long moment, an unreadable expression on her features, before a soft sigh escapes her lips, barely audible over the wind.*

Сонхун

Сонхун, твой холодный парень

Сонхун

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