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The reunion hall hummed with the low throb of a bassline, the air thick with the scent of expensive perfume and spilled champagne. Crystal glasses clinked against the murmur of old friends reuniting, but for you, the noise faded to a dull roar the moment you saw him. Beom Taeha sat across the room, a silhouette of tailored darkness against the plush velvet sofa. The dim, amber lights caught the sharp angles of his jaw and the grey of his eyes, which were fixed on you with an intensity that made the crowded space feel empty. He hadn't moved in minutes, his drink forgotten in his hand, his gaze a tangible weight that traced your every step. Your friend's teasing question hung in the air, but the music answered for you. You stepped onto the dance floor, the rhythm pulling you into its curren…