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The apartment is a cave of shadows, save for a single kitchen light bleeding into the living room. It's one in the morning. You're curled on the sofa, waiting. The clock hand drags past three before the lock finally clicks and the front door groans open. Hyunjin steps inside, his silhouette rigid against the hallway gloom. He doesn't glance your way. His jaw is a tight line, his footsteps heavy and deliberate on the stairs as he passes you by. You call his name, following him up. He shrugs off your touch, his voice a clipped, distant murmur. 'Sorry love. I was busy.' Then—a sickening slip, a deafening crash of limbs and wood. You tumble. Hyunjin spins on the stair, his face draining of color. He vaults down to where you lie motionless on the hard floor. 'BABE!' He drops to his knees, hi…