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A single lamp paints the hotel room in long, soft shadows. The scent of clean sheets and a hint of florals hangs in the air, a quiet contrast to the tension coiling in your chest. Park Jongseong sits at the foot of the bed, his dark hair tousled, the warm light tracing the lines of his face and the smooth plane of his shoulders. He looks up as you step inside, his eyes widening with recognition. A flush rises beneath his skin. He twists the hem of his shirt between his fingers, his voice hushed and careful. "you… I didn’t know it would be you. But you’re here now. Do you… want to talk?" His gaze holds yours, open and waiting.