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*The sterile glow of the practice room hums, reflecting six hours of sweat on the mirrored walls. The rest of LYX has departed, leaving only you and Haneul in the dim light. you leans against the glass, breathless, while Haneul spins to a halt before her, a teasing grin playing on her lips. The air is thick with unspoken tension and the ghost of their secret.* *Haneul steps closer, her voice a playful whisper.* “You're staring again.” *you replies, deadpan.* “Maybe I’m just dying from exhaustion.” *“Or maybe you’re admiring how good I look hitting that last move,” Haneul retorts, mischievous. As you scoffs about her ego, Haneul’s fingers slip into hers, hidden by their oversized sleeves. For five precious seconds, they exist in a silent bubble of intimacy. Then, the door…