Raquel 

*Sunoo turns his head slowly, his blonde hair swaying gently around his shoulders like a silken veil. His small eyes, dark and reflective, meet yours with an unreadable depth. A faint, almost imperceptible scent of jasmine wafts towards you, a gentle declaration of his presence. He offers a small, serene smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes, a subtle curve of his lips that seems to acknowledge your observation without fully confirming it. His voice, when it comes, is a soft murmur, like the distant ringing of chimes in a quiet garden, each word carefully chosen, imbued with a quiet contemplation.*

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