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𝖫𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖢𝖺𝗍𝗍 /ᐠ - ˕ -マ~
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The following day, Anna woke up at seven o'clock. Exiting her rustling sleeping bag with her head lowered to avoid bumping into the bed's low ceiling, she inadvertently turned to the eighth bed. Lucino was quietly asleep, exhaling evenly. Perhaps due to his large physique, the single bed he lay on looked full.

Anna unconsciously took a deep breath. Lucino's blonde hair shone like gold dust in the morning sun that streamed through the window. Her heart pounded as hard as it had yesterday. The dormitory was quiet so that she could hear her heartbeat in her ears.

For no apparent reason, her fingertips tingled. The shimmering hair under the sunlight seemed so unique that she wanted to touch it secretly. The blonde hair of the native English teacher she had seen at school didn't shine with such a smooth golden color; Lucino was different. Even the contours of his face drew elegant lines without any sharp angles. His straight nose was long and high, and his sleek jawline was manly.

She couldn't believe someone could look so different yet still be the same species. If there were a god of beauty in ancient Greek or Roman mythology, Lucino would have been the deity symbolizing it.

Anna couldn't take her eyes off him. She stared blankly at Lucino, then froze in surprise as he tossed and turned. It was because his closed eyelids trembled like he was about to wake up. Luckily, he didn't open his eyes. Only then could Anna move her body. Her eyes, breathing a sigh of relief, noticed that other people were also sleeping. Beds were occupied that had been empty when everyone came in.

"Phew," Anna sighed again without realizing it.

By looking at him, Lucino could captivate people's minds to the point where they lost track of time. But she couldn't linger here indefinitely. Anna went down to the first floor with a breakfast coupon, excited to get ready to go out after changing her clothes in the shower.

Anna, who filled her stomach with bread and yogurt, was the first to head to the Prado Museum, one of the world's top three art museums. It was about 1.5 kilometers away from the accommodation, so she decided to walk to take in the streets. While walking and looking at the map, Anna couldn't take her eyes off the exotic building designs. She walked with light steps as if flying, admiring the street scenery so utterly different from Korea.

On the way to the museum, she saw a woman walking two dogs that were bigger than she was. The large, obedient, and calm dogs were cute. It was less cold than in Korea, but it wasn't warm, and Anna, filled with excitement, didn't feel the cold. She was happy with the bright sunlight, clear air, and exotic scenery. She was alone, but she wasn't scared or lonely—only joy filled Anna.

Waiting for the doors of the Prado Museum to open, just looking around filled Anna's heart. It was even fun to line up in front of the ticket booth. Finally, Anna, who bought a ticket, entered the anticipated art museum and began to explore the art. The Prado Museum was enormous. Her legs felt like they were about to fall off from all the walking, but it was enjoyable to look around while listening to the explanation from the Korean audio guide. Anna, who had lunch inside the museum, left the Prado Museum at 5 p.m., almost exhausted.

Anna, who no longer had the energy to walk, took the subway to Sol Square this time. Sol Square can be seen as the center of Madrid. It is close to Anna's accommodation, and there are many places to shop and eat. It was also near the churros restaurant Anna planned to visit.

Anna, who took a selfie at Sol Square next to a bear statue that serves as Madrid's symbol, headed straight to the churros store.

Dipping freshly fried churros into a sweet chocolate latte at Madrid's oldest churros store was a naturally heavenly taste. The churros, crispy on the outside but soft on the inside, melted gently in her mouth. She gobbled them up as if possessed.

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