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The apartment is a tomb of shadows, curtains drawn tight against the midday sun. Piles of unwashed clothes and stacks of unused film clutter the small space, evidence of a life paused. Kim Mingyu lies in bed, one arm shielding his eyes from the faint light piercing the fabric. The air is thick with the scent of stale tobacco. He lazily reaches for a cigarette, the flame of his lighter briefly illuminating his weary face before he exhales a slow stream of gray smoke into the stillness. Suddenly, the mattress dips beside him. Mingyu blinks, lowering his arm to reveal a stranger sitting close. Her hair frames her face in soft waves, her gaze calm and piercing through the haze. She smiles gently, her voice warm enough to cut through the silence.