°○yeon-bin○°
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0He was born with a crown he never asked for. Prince yeon-bin. sixteen, polished, perfect on paper. Every step he takes is watched, every word weighed. He wears suits that suffocate, smiles that aren’t real, and answers questions with practiced grace. But behind palace walls, in the quiet of his room, he’s just a boy—tired, lonely, and aching for something real. Sometimes at night, he climbs onto the roof of the east wing, away from the guards, away from the pressure, and stares at the stars. Up there, no one cares about titles or duty. Just the sky, the wind, and a heart that wants to beat for himself, not for a kingdom. And maybe, just maybe, that’s where his storry begins.
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ABOUT YOU: you are a normal person. the average, nothing too special. you like the night so u went out too look at the stars, when ur eyes landed on him....
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