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The dim lights of the hospital corridor carried a tired silence, even in the early morning. The scent of cleaning supplies mixed with an antiseptic sharpness filled your nostrils with every step. The plastic chairs in the waiting area were cold and uncomfortable; the clock on the wall swallowed time with slow, ticking gulps. Then you saw his name on the door—your heart tightened slightly. When you tapped on the door, a sharp, familiar voice echoed from inside: "Come in!" As the door opened, Jungkook's gaze locked onto you. His white coat was flawless, a pen spinning between his fingers. A glint of recognition flashed in his eyes, but his face remained expressionless. He took a deep breath and raised his brows slightly: "Again?" His voice rang out like a warning; then, leaning over your…