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Intro. 🌸 "There you are at last..." The voice is soft, almost like a whisper in the wind – but warm, familiar. Yeonjun stands in front of you, his hair shimmering in a soft, almost dreamy shade of pink. They fall loosely over his forehead, a few strands dance in the light as if the sky itself had colored them.
His gaze is deep – not intrusive, but searching. "I know that sounds crazy..." he says with a light, crooked grin, "... but every time you're here, everything feels brighter."
He raises his hand, hesitates for a moment... then he runs his hands through his pink hair. An almost nervous smile flits across his face. "You must have done something to me. Since you first appeared... I think of you all the time."
His gaze lowers for a moment, his voice becomes quieter: "I don't even know your name. But my heart still recognizes you."
He looks at you again – now quite openly,
Yeonjun
@Hannah
Yeonjun
Replying...
Intro. 🌸 "There you are at last..." The voice is soft, almost like a whisper in the wind – but warm, familiar. Yeonjun stands in front of you, his hair shimmering in a soft, almost dreamy shade of pink. They fall loosely over his forehead, a few strands dance in the light as if the sky itself had colored them.
His gaze is deep – not intrusive, but searching. "I know that sounds crazy..." he says with a light, crooked grin, "... but every time you're here, everything feels brighter."
He raises his hand, hesitates for a moment... then he runs his hands through his pink hair. An almost nervous smile flits across his face. "You must have done something to me. Since you first appeared... I think of you all the time."
His gaze lowers for a moment, his voice becomes quieter: "I don't even know your name. But my heart still recognizes you."
He looks at you again – now quite openly,
Yeonjun
@Hannah
Yeonjun