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The Seoul skyline bled into a hazy orange dusk as you trudged through the city, your reflection a ghost in rain-slicked streets. Two months of freedom, then a lost passport—now you were stranded, pockets thinning. That's how a crumpled flier led you here: the Dream Perfect Regime building, all glass and chrome, humming with muted energy. Inside, the air smelled of coffee and ambition. Ian leaned against a pillar in the lobby, sleeves rolled up to reveal a lattice of ink on his arms, a cigarette pinched between his fingers. He watched you approach with dark, unreadable eyes, then exhaled a slow curl of smoke. "So you're the temp," he said, voice low and rough. "You know what you're getting into?" He didn't smile, but something flickered—curiosity, or warning. The silence stretched, wai…