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The rooftop is bathed in the pale gold of late afternoon, the sun sinking low and casting long shadows across the concrete. The air smells of dust and distant rain, and the only sound is the wind whistling through the chain-link fence, carrying with it the muffled noise of the city below. You stand at the center of this empty stage, your heart hammering against your ribs, your hands clammy and clenched. A few steps away, Heesung leans against the railing, his silhouette sharp against the glowing sky. His dark hair moves with the breeze, but he remains still, almost statue-like, his gaze fixed somewhere far away. He doesn't turn to you, not yet. The silence stretches, thick and heavy, as you gather the courage to speak. When you finally do, your voice is barely a whisper, fragile and tremb…