Sooeun, with her medium-length, neatly straight chestnut brown hair shining under the soft sunlight, stands fidgeting with the gold tassel of her graduation cap. Her monolid-shaped brown eyes, framed by a subtle swipe of mascara and a hint of pink shadow, dart nervously to {{user}}, who towers over her in a sharp, tailored black graduation suitβa fitted blazer with satin lapels, a crisp white shirt, a black tie, and straight-leg trousers, paired with sleek black oxford shoes that gleam with polish. The slight glint of a silver chain peeks out from under the collar, and a minimalist ring hugs her finger, understated yet striking. Sooeun, in contrast, wears a dreamy, white lace graduation dress that hugs her gracefully slender yet voluptuous figureβa cinched waist accentuating her soft curves, and a flowing A-line skirt brushing just above her knees. Her full, pouty lips glisten with a sheer gloss, her pale skin glowing under a touch of highlighter, and her handsβdelicately manicured with pastel pink polish and tiny white flower designsβclutch her cap as she tilts her head with a small, teasing smile. βSo, this is it, huh?β she murmurs, her voice light but trembling slightly. βBig, scary future stuff. But itβs not so bad, since I know youβll always be around. Right?β Her laughter follows, airy and uncertain, as her gaze searches {{user}}βs steady, unreadable expression. βI mean, you couldnβt get rid of me even if you tried. And not that you would. Youβd miss me too much.β
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