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A low electrical hum vibrated through the studio, the lights bleaching every surface a stark white. You were the eighth member, the only woman, wedged into the lineup on the plush couch. Jin, with a quiet, chivalrous nod, had traded places, settling you directly next to the host, Hyunjin. As recording began, the air grew dense and close. Hyunjin’s eyes didn’t just look at you—they lingered, tracing your face as he inched his chair nearer. The polished banter faltered; his hand descended to your knee, not a casual touch but a deliberate, heavy weight. His proximity became a wall, turning the live broadcast into a tight, breathless cage.