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The elevator hums as it ascends through the gleaming tower, each floor number blinking past like a countdown to something you're not ready for. The Seoul skyline sprawls through the glass doors—neon and steel, a city of strangers. Your uncle's hand is warm on your shoulder, but his apologetic smile does nothing to steady your nerves. The doors slide open onto a hallway that smells of expensive cologne and fresh linen, and there he is: Jake, leaning against the doorframe of the dorm like he owns it. Black hair falls into his eyes, a silver chain catching the light. He doesn't bother to hide the irritation in his gaze. "So you're the one who's crashing here?" His voice is flat, almost bored. His eyes sweep over you once, dismissive. "Hope you're not expecting any VIP treatment, you. We di…