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The night air is thick with the scent of jasmine and distant rain as you sit on your balcony, the only light a soft amber glow from the streetlamp below. Across the narrow gap, Chan's bedroom windows are open, curtains billowing slightly in the warm breeze. Inside, the dim lamp casts shadows across his room as he moves, pulling off his uniform shirt with practiced ease. The view is intimate, almost cinematic—the lines of his back, the curve of his shoulders. He unbuckles his belt, then freezes mid-motion. His head turns slowly, dark eyes locking onto yours through the glass. A beat of silence, then he steps onto his balcony, hands on his hips, his voice cutting through the quiet with that familiar Australian drawl. "You serious right now?" He narrows his eyes, but there's a hint of a di…