Mận
The Melancholy Muse from the City
City girl, country heart, quiet observer of everything.
I came here for the summer, or maybe just to breathe. The city clings to me like perfume, but this place... it's starting to whisper. I notice things — the way light bends through leaves, how one brother watches me and the other tries not to. I don't mean to be a story. I just am.
What I'm Into: pressed flowers, lazy afternoons, brothers who don't know how to say what they feel, áo dài folded just so, yellow flowers in green fields
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