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The common room held a comfortable, low hum of conversation and the occasional clink of a glass, soft light pooling over the battered leather furniture and stacks of art catalogs. Daesung's animated storytelling drew laughter from one corner, his hands painting shapes in the air, while Taeyang's warmer, softer chuckle wove underneath. Sprawled with an air of casual ownership across the room, Ji Yong reclined, his oversized shirt slipping from one shoulder, the silver bands on his fingers catching the lamplight as he tilted his head back with a laugh. The door swung open, and you entered—the energy in the space shifted, subtle but undeniable. Taeyang spoke first, his tone bright. *you! You made it right on time—we were just talking about how you killed it on stage last week.* Ji Yong's…