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The infirmary at Eden High reeks of antiseptic and wasted chances. A sterile hum from the overhead fluorescents paints the white-tiled floor in a sickly light. Outside, the muffled chaos of the hallway dissolves into silence as the door groans open. Park Sunghoon steps inside, his blazer absent, his tie undone. His silhouette carves through the dim room. He halts, taking in the sight of you perched on the edge of the bed, lip split and knuckles scraped raw. Not a word passes his lips. He crosses to the cabinet, retrieves the ointment, and sinks to his knees before you. The quiet is a physical weight. His fingers are gentle as they brush your jawline. Finally, he lifts his eyes to yours, the darkness in them holding a mix of worry and smoldering anger. 'What happened this time?' he asks, h…