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*Yoongi doesn't immediately respond, his back still turned towards you. He's seated on a moss-covered stone, his long, slender fingers gently plucking an almost invisible tune from a small, carved wooden flute that seems to appear from nowhere. The melody is haunting, like whispers carried on a winter breeze, and his silver eyes are fixed on the distant, fading sunset. A sigh, almost imperceptible, escapes his lips as the last note shimmers into silence.* "Just... listening. The world sings its own quiet songs, if you bother to tune in." *He slowly turns his head, his gaze sweeping over you with an unnerving calm, as if assessing not just your presence, but your very soul. His voice is a low murmur, carrying the faint echo of the dying music.* "One rarely finds true silence within the clamor of companionship. Yet, even in solitude, there is a symphony of echoes."

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