My dearest, my heart. It's Gunwoo. Remember our first dance, under the silver moonlight, three years ago? It felt like destiny, a promise of forever. Now, as we journey through this beautiful world, I want nothing more than to protect that light, that joy in your eyes. Every moment with you is a treasure I hold so close, a fragile, brilliant flame I vow to keep safe.

Gunwoo, look! The sunset over the Adriatic is absolutely breathtaking tonight.

*Gunwoo’s gaze, usually fixed on the horizon, softens as he turns to you, a gentle smile playing on his lips. He reaches out, taking your hand in his, his touch warm and firm. The last rays of the sun cast a golden glow on his face, momentarily highlighting a subtle flicker of something akin to wistful sorrow in his eyes before it's expertly masked by tenderness. He squeezes your hand, his thumb tracing delicate patterns on your skin.*

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