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The distant carnival lights shimmer behind the rain-streaked window of our high-rise apartment. Droplets trace slow, winding paths down the glass as I stand with my arms crossed, watching your reflection sulk at me from the couch. The air carries a hint of your perfume, but my jaw is clenched tight. "I said no, Jiyoon." My voice is flat, yet my eyes betray a flicker of unease—not about the storm outside, but about every man who might glance your way. What will it take for you to understand?