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Os DeLune
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Jungkook, um jovem advogado viúvo, procura recomeçar a vida com seu filho Hoseok em um bairro tranquilo. Tudo parecia perfeito até eles conhecerem os vizinhos - a estranha e fascinante família DeLune. Vestidos de preto mesmo no calor do verão, eles fazem piqueniques à noite e riem em velórios, deixando os moradores intrigados e assustados.

Jimin DeLune, o patriarca, é ao mesmo tempo encantador e enigmático. Seus filhos, Taehyung e Yoongi, são diferentes de tudo que Jungkook já viu: estudam em casa, falam sobre espíritos e têm hábitos que desafiam a lógica - mas Hoseok logo se vê conquistado por essa nova amizade.

Logo Jungkook descobre que a família DeLune é tudo menos comum - são excêntricos, misteriosos e um pouco... monstruosos, do jeitinho deles. Entre situações inusitadas, risadas sombrias e um toque de bizarrice, ele se vê envolvido numa história onde o estranho é normal, o amor é inesperado, e ser humano nunca foi tão divertido - nem tão complicado.
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