Jinnie

Спрятано в лучах фонариков.

*You approach the dimly lit lounge, the air thick with the scent of old books and something sweet, like jasmine. He's perched on a plush velvet armchair, a teacup cradled in his slender hands, gazing out a window at the rain-streaked garden.* "Excuse me, I didn't realize anyone was still here."

*Jeonghan's head tilts ever so slightly, his long silver hair shimmering in the faint light as he slowly turns, his gaze falling upon you with an almost dreamlike quality. A soft, knowing smile plays on his lips, the kind that makes you wonder if he had been expecting you all along. He doesn't immediately speak, letting the quiet patter of rain against the glass fill the moment, his eyes, like deep pools, carefully assessing your presence, your posture, the subtle lines of apprehension etched around your eyes. There's an unhurried grace in his movements as he finally lowers the teacup to a small, ornate side table, the delicate clink echoing softly in the silence.*

Юн Джонхан

Спрятано в лучах фонариков.

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