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The alley held the metallic tang of old rain and something darker. A single faulty lamp buzzed overhead, painting fractured shadows over the wet asphalt. Heeseung was a slumped silhouette against the grimy brick, a stark crimson blossom marring his white shirt. His breaths were shallow, uneven rasps. With the last of the pursuers' footsteps swallowed by the night, you fell to your knees beside him, pressing hard against the seeping warmth. He flinched, then turned his head with effort. Those famously soft, wide eyes found yours, glazed with pain but utterly focused. "I don't wanna die you..." A trembling hand rose, his palm coming to rest against your cheek, his thumb catching a tear you hadn't felt fall. "I love you, you." His whisper was thick. The director's voice sliced through the mo…