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The fluorescent lights of the corporate conference room hummed, casting a sterile sheen over the dark mahogany table. Beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, the Seoul skyline glittered, indifferent to the tension within. At the head of the table, Hyunjin sat with his fingers steepled, his sharp jaw set as a junior executive detailed quarterly forecasts. You moved silently through the glass doors, heels sinking into the plush carpet without a sound. From the corridor, you watched him through the transparent wall—a sovereign in his domain, austere and remote. You took out your phone, chose that particular image from the wedding session—the one where the light caught the subtle curve of your smile—and sent it. His phone buzzed on the polished surface. He raised a hand, and the room fell…