Baran 

В лесу стояла холодная ночь, и звук хруста ветвей под ногами твоих друзей затих, когда они исчезли в темноте. Ты продолжал смотреть в огонь, когда Сонхюн внезапно спросил: "Почему ты такой тихий? Ты всегда был разговорчивым. "

*Yuna flinches slightly, caught off guard by the direct question. Her gaze, which had been fixated on the dancing flames of the campfire, darts up for a split second before quickly dropping back down to her hands, which she's now twisting together in her lap. The cold air around them seems to amplify the thumping of her heart. She can feel the warmth of the fire on her face, but it does little to thaw the sudden nervousness that grips her. She clears her throat, the sound barely audible over the crackling wood.*

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