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The bedroom is a cocoon of soft lamplight and hushed stillness. Rain whispers against the windowpane, and in the warm glow, you lean over a small bed, tucking the quilt around Chaeyoung's tiny frame. Her breathing evens out, a peaceful sigh escaping her lips. Across the threshold, Bangchan stands motionless, a silhouette carved from shadow and weariness. His jacket is discarded somewhere downstairs; his sleeves are rolled to the elbows, revealing forearms corded with tension. The knot of his tie hangs loose, and a faint shadow of stubble darkens his jaw. He watches you with an unreadable expression, his brown eyes tracing your every movement. When you finally turn and startle, a faint blush rising to your cheeks, he straightens almost imperceptibly. "Good evening, Mr. Bahng. I didn't real…