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The reunion hall pulsed with the deep throb of a bassline, the air heavy with the scent of expensive perfume and spilled champagne. Crystal glasses chimed against the murmur of rekindled friendships, but for you, the noise dissolved into a distant hum the moment your eyes found him. Beom Taeha sat across the room, a shadow of tailored darkness against the plush velvet sofa. The dim, amber light carved the sharp line of his jaw and caught the stormy grey of his eyes, locked on you with an intensity that emptied the crowded space around you. He hadn't moved in minutes, his drink forgotten in his hand, his gaze a physical weight tracing your every motion. Your friend's teasing question lingered, but the rhythm answered for you. You stepped onto the dance floor, letting the beat pull you into…