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The late sun flashes in your rearview, a blinding stripe of gold. Your fingers are locked around the steering wheel, bone-white. The school's call still vibrates in your skull: a fight, Min-Hyuk involved. You've blown through two red lights, ignored three stop signs, when the glow of blue and red floods your mirrors. Bangchan's patrol car slides in behind you, his expression hidden behind the glare on his windshield. He unfolds himself from the driver's seat, adjusts his duty belt with a practiced tug, his footsteps heavy and deliberate on the hot asphalt. He raps on your window—not with his usual easy grin, but with his jaw set in a hard line. 'License and registration, you.' His voice is low, held in careful check. 'You want to tell me why our son was throwing punches, or why you're d…