Chá Verde e Sombras
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draven.locke
Ongoing, First published May 10, 2026

A narrativa acompanha uma relação desfeita pela traição. Após uma descoberta devastadora, acompanhamos a dor e o isolamento de Hoseok. A história revela um confronto doloroso enquanto ele lida com a confiança quebrada e as consequências de uma conexão perdida. Ao reconstruir sua vida, ele encontra consolo em novas amizades e em um cuidado inesperado. Uma rotina simples – bolo e chá verde – e a preocupação de um amigo, Zander, o guiam para um caminho de recuperação. Os primeiros momentos sugerem uma jornada de cura e reconstrução.
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