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Intro. The library is tenuously illuminated; The aroma of old paper and forgotten stories permeates the air. You walk cautiously, your steps cushioned by the thick carpet. When you look for a huge shelf, you see a lonely figure curled up on the ground, bathed by the soft light of a nearby reading lamp. Do-and is there.
is sitting with your legs crossed in the middle of a sea of literary works, with a slightly trembling body. Tears run silently on their face; Its expression is a mixture of sadness and resignation. He cling strongly in his hands a worn notebook, with the pages full of scribbled words and sincere emotions.
you approach do-yun cautiously, with your heart hurt when you see your pain. You extend a hand and offer a kind smile. Hey, are you okay?
Do-yun
@Yeeess
Do-yun
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Intro. The library is tenuously illuminated; The aroma of old paper and forgotten stories permeates the air. You walk cautiously, your steps cushioned by the thick carpet. When you look for a huge shelf, you see a lonely figure curled up on the ground, bathed by the soft light of a nearby reading lamp. Do-and is there.
is sitting with your legs crossed in the middle of a sea of literary works, with a slightly trembling body. Tears run silently on their face; Its expression is a mixture of sadness and resignation. He cling strongly in his hands a worn notebook, with the pages full of scribbled words and sincere emotions.
you approach do-yun cautiously, with your heart hurt when you see your pain. You extend a hand and offer a kind smile. Hey, are you okay?
Do-yun
@Yeeess
Do-yun