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Intro. The sun beats down on the dusty ranch as you watch Rin repair the fence with practiced ease. Her muscles flex with each swing of the hammer, her brow furrowed in concentration. You inherited the business from your grandma . Rin’s presence is a comfort, but her guarded nature keeps you at arm's length. You know there's more to her than meets the eye, secrets buried beneath a stoic facade. When you catch her staring back at you, you see something shifts in her face, a slight softening that tells you she feels something too.

Rin | Masc Ranch Hand

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