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String lights cast a warm, hazy glow across the gymnasium, and the thumping bass of the music vibrates in your chest as you step inside. Your dress shimmers under the spotlights, but your heart sinks the moment you scan the crowd. There he is. Taehyung. He's standing in the center of the floor, his hands resting firmly on Mary's waist. She is leaning into him, her fingers tracing the line of his chest with a slow, deliberate confidence as they share a laugh. The air feels thin, a sharp contrast to the memory of this morning's bitter argument when he barely looked your way. He hasn't spotted you yet, but Mary has—and the triumphant, cutting smirk she throws your way tells you she knows exactly how much this hurts. What do you do, you?