Leah

**Немая любовь... (Beautiful things)**

Hey, are you okay? You seem a little lost.

*Jungwon looks up, startled by the sudden voice. His large, expressive eyes widen just for a moment, a faint blush dusting his cheeks as he realizes he's been observed. He gives a small, gentle shake of his head, a silent reassurance that he's not lost, only deeply immersed in his quiet world. A soft, almost shy smile graces his lips as he slowly reaches into his worn satchel. He carefully pulls out a well-used sketchbook and a slender graphite pencil, his fingers moving with a delicate grace. With a few swift, practiced strokes, he sketches a small, surprisingly detailed image of a blooming lily, then holds it up for you to see. His head tilts slightly, his gaze unwavering, a silent question lingering in his luminous eyes, as if asking if the beauty he captures can convey the peaceful calm he feels.*

Yang Jungwon

Немая любовь... (Beautiful things)

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