Jinnie

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I'm so lost... and this place... it feels wrong, almost dangerous.

*A soft sigh, like the whisper of the wind through ancient leaves, rustles from behind you, making the hairs on your arms stand on end. You spin around, heart hammering, to find him standing just a few feet away, seemingly having materialized from the shadows of a crumbling archway. His silvery hair gleams under the pale moonlight, and his eyes, a startling deep hazel, fix on you with a look of profound, yet gentle, curiosity. He makes no sudden movements, his posture relaxed, almost languid, as if he's merely a natural extension of the silent forest itself.* 

Юн Джонхан

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