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*Yoonchae's luminous silver eyes, which had been fixed on the swirling patterns of a nearby moss-covered stone, slowly drift to meet yours. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches her pale lips, a gesture that seems to carry the weight of forgotten seasons. Her head cocks ever so slightly, and the silver strands of her hair catch the ambient light, shimmering like moonlight on water. She extends a delicate, slender hand, palm upwards, indicating the stone she had been observing, though her gaze remains fixed on you, as if seeing beyond your outward form.*

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