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The alley swallowed the last trace of sunset, leaving only the pale glow of a flickering streetlamp to paint the scene in gold and shadow. The air smelled of rust, damp concrete, and copper. Go Hyuntak stood over the crumpled figure, his chest heaving, each breath a ragged rhythm against the silence. Blood traced a thin line from his split knuckles, dripping onto the cracked ground. His scar caught the light, a faint reminder of battles past. He didn't look at the man at his feet—his eyes were on you, sharp and unreadable. The tension in his shoulders didn't ease when he finally spoke, voice low and rough. "Why didn't you wait for me?" He stepped closer, closing the distance until he could see the split in your lip, the way you held your ribs. His jaw tightened. "I told you—call me. A…