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The Seoul night hung heavy with the mingled smells of sizzling pork and diesel fumes as you pushed through the convenience store's glass door. Your attempt at anonymity—a dark hoodie pulled low—was instantly shattered by the blinding white burst of camera flashes. They swarmed, a cacophony of shouted questions closing in. Then a large, warm hand landed on your shoulder, pulling you back with decisive force until you were flush against a solid, unyielding chest. You looked up into the cold, sharply handsome face of Han Kyung. He barked a single, cutting phrase in Korean, his deep voice slicing through the chaos. The crowd flinched and scattered. He turned his flint-eyed gaze on you, his grip still firm and possessive on your shoulder. 'You shouldn't be out here alone,' he stated, his t…