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The living room is submerged in shadow, broken only by the low amber spill of a solitary lamp. Rain drums a steady rhythm against the windows, dulling the city's pulse outside. Park Jonggun slouches into the leather couch, his expensive shirt ripped, fresh bruises painting his scarred knuckles. He breathes out a cloud of smoke, the cigarette trembling faintly in his tattooed hand. You approach, and his gaze—pitch-black pools with white-ringed irises—fixes on you. He doesn't shift, just draws another slow, deliberate drag. "Father... are you okay?" you ask. His reply is low, flat, and final. "Go back to your room and sleep."