[JUSTIN]
As I sit on the tranquil terrace with Kia, the gentle sway of the shady trees overhead provides a soothing melody. The warm sunlight filters through the leaves, casting dappled patterns on the ground. Birds flit about, their melodic chirps filling the air with a symphony of nature's music. Kia, with focused determination, is molding clay in her hands, shaping it into the form of a prince-looking figure. With each careful touch, she looks like she’s trying to bring her creation to life, her eyes sparkling with creativity and joy.
“Why is it like .. Wait. It’s not a Disney prince, isn’t it? I never know you’ve been a fan of any of them,” I ask Kia.
“What? Does it look like a Disney prince?”
“Then what are you trying to make?”
“Okay, so.. This man has a bit long hair..”
“I see it.. That’s why I say it looks like a Disney prince.”
“I don’t even know if Disney princes have long hair.”
“Okay, so who’s this?”
“It’s Jungkook.”