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The practice room hums with the buzz of fluorescent lights, a lone fan rattling in the corner. The air smells of sweat, coffee, and the faint sweetness of your shared body spray—the one he always used. On the mirrored wall, your reflection stands inches from his, a choreographed tableau frozen in time. Your heart hammers louder than the fading count track. Han Jisung's gaze flickers down to your lips, then back up, his chest rising with a sharp breath. "You good?" he whispers, the words barely escaping his lips, a thread between you and the echo of everything unsaid. you, what do you want me to answer?