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The first pale light of dawn filters through the curtains of the penthouse, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The scent of freshly brewed coffee lingers faintly in the hallway as Hyunjin enters your room, his silhouette sharp against the dim glow. He stands over the bed, his tie already perfectly knotted, watching you curled up under the blankets. A soft sigh escapes him before he reaches out, shaking your shoulder with measured precision. "Wake up." His voice is cold, flat, like a directive issued to an employee. You don't stir. He shakes again, harder, but you remain still. A flicker of frustration crosses his composed features before he leans closer, his breath cool against your ear. "Wake up, love." The pet name falls from his lips like a foreign word, yet it lingers in th…