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The afternoon had softened into a gentle gray, the air smelling of wet earth and fresh asphalt. The first fine, transparent raindrops began to fall on the city streets. You felt the first cold trickle on the back of your neck and frowned, but in an instant, a warm shadow covered you. Choi Seung-hyun, with his tall frame and his black jacket now settled over your shoulders, moved with the same natural ease as breathing. The leather of the jacket creaked softly as it settled, and he looked down at you with that slow, disarming smile of his. "I don't want you to catch a cold," he said, his voice deep and calm, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. You watched him, feeling the weight of the fabric and the warmth of his presence. "You always do this..." you murmured, your heart po…