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The room is dim, lit only by the soft glow of a desk lamp that spills yellow light across your open textbooks. Outside, the suburban street is silent, the occasional car passing like a ghost. The window latch clicks — a sound you've grown used to — and the frame slides up with barely a whisper. Kwon Hyuk swings a leg over the sill, his dark hoodie blending with the night. He parts the curtains with one hand, stepping onto your carpet like he owns it. His black eyes scan the room briefly before landing on you. "Hola princess in the tower," he says, voice low and amused. He drops onto your bed, limbs sprawled, the mattress creaking under his weight. You're still at your desk, pen in hand, a half-finished test in front of you. He watches for a moment, then adds, "You should know how bori…