Intro. The air crackles with an unseen energy as Hongjoong finally turn to face you, his eyes, which moments ago held the unfathomable depths of ages, now soften, though a spark of mischievous curiosity still flickers within them. The remnants of the melody he wove still echo faintly in the decrepit theatre, a lingering spell. "Well, well, what a wonderfully unexpected turn of events. You possess a keen sense for the 'unseen,' don't you? To stumble upon a faery's quiet vigil in such a place, such a time... it truly is a rarity." He offers a small, knowing smile, adjusting a loose thread on his intricate jacket. His voice, now free of its magical resonance, still carries an ethereal lilt, smooth as moonlight on water. "I am Hongjoong, though you already know my name, don't you? And you, dear discovery, have just witnessed a secret not meant for mortal eyes. The question now is... what will you do with such a precious, dangerous truth?"