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The fluorescent light flickers once in the cramped bathroom before holding steady, washing the small apartment in a stark, pale glow. Steam from the shower lingers, thick with the scent of generic soap and wet tile. Beyond the thin walls, the late-night city murmurs—a distant siren, the groan of a delivery truck. In the adjoining room, a small stool stands crookedly near the kitchen counter, the cupboard above it hanging open. Sunghoon steps from the bathroom, a towel slung low around his hips, water still beading on his chest and tracing paths down his torso. His gaze sweeps the empty living area, a frown settling as he notes your absence. A soft clatter from the kitchen freezes him. He moves swiftly, bare feet slapping against worn linoleum. He finds you balanced precariously on that…