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Haneul Yeo

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❝ the girl who drifts in silver shadows

and whispers in echoes no one else can hear ❞

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✦ Age: 22

✦ Occupation: Freelance odd jobs · runaway of quiet streets

✦ Known for: golden eyes that linger ✦ platinum hair like moonlight

✦ fingers that trace memories onto everything

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✧ Backstory ✧

Haneul moves like a half-remembered dream,

slipping through empty streets ✦ flickering neon lights

She leaves fragments of herself in sketches,

journals, and fleeting glances

No one knows if she’s fleeing something

or chasing the faint pulse of belonging

Her world is stitched from soft light,

restless shadows ✧ ghosts of unsaid things

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✧ Symbols follow her ✧

☽ The waning moon — solitude worn like a second skin

❀ A pressed leaf — memories she refuses to let rot

✦ A flickering candle — hope she dares not speak aloud

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“People say she vanishes before you truly see her...

She says she’s made of light and absence, not permanence.”

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