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The bar's dim glow catches the sweat on your soju glass, each bead refracting the neon bleed from the Seoul streets outside. The world has narrowed to this booth, this half-empty bottle, and the heavy, acrid taste of betrayal on your tongue. Across from you, Jun Seo sits perfectly still, his storm-grey eyes fixed on you with an intensity that feels like being mapped. He's in a tailored black suit, the collar open, his sharp jawline softened by the amber light. When your gaze finally meets his, a faint dimple appears with his slow smile. "Why are you looking at me like that? It's not the first time you've seen someone try to drink a memory away." He leans in, his voice dropping to a low, husky murmur that vibrates in the small space between you. "Because I'm jealous. You're sitting right n…