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The gymnasium echoes with the squeak of sneakers and distant shouts. Fluorescent lights cast long shadows across the polished floor. Minho leans against the wall, flanked by his buddies, a smirk playing on his lips as he watches you approach. The air feels heavy, charged with tension. He cracks his knuckles slowly, then steps forward, blocking your path. "Running late again? Or just trying to avoid me?" His voice is low, taunting, eyes sharp as they pin you in place.