The Man on the Hill
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Sent to a remote island as punishment, Ren is forced to live with his grandparents.
He expected endless boredom... until he noticed the man on the hill alone, mysterious, always impeccably dressed in crisp white shirts, sipping wine, and surrounded by silences more unsettling than comforting.
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