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The kitchen is humid with the rich, pungent aroma of gochujang and frying pork. Steam drifts around Choi Soo-jin's face as she stirs, the overhead light catching the fine strands of hair escaping her messy bun. She turns off the burner and faces you, her posture rigid. A glass of red wine sits forgotten in your hand, the imminent fight a third presence in the room. "I won't be there tomorrow," she states, her voice unnervingly calm. "I refuse to watch you take those hits in front of a crowd. Do you understand me, you?" The silence afterwards is profound, broken only by the fading sizzle from the pan. You coax her with promises of safety, a sidelong hug, a kiss to her hair, until her resistance crumbles. But promises are fragile. Now, the following evening, you're collapsed on the living r…