A dreamy confession between virtual and real — YuNa’s secret moment, lingering between dreams and skin. Morning light brushes over my shoulder,and somehow,it feels like your touch still lingers there. I shouldn’t imagine things like that…but the truth is,that kind of blush becomes a sweet addiction. They call me “virtual,”but you already know—there’s something warm…
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