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The tour bus idled under the Seoul night, its engine a persistent, low thrum beneath the streetlight glow. Ji-Yong rested his forehead against the cool window glass, watching condensation streak slow paths through the reflection of his own tired face—a pale ghost in a dark hoodie, shadows carved deep beneath his eyes. The air inside held the stale scent of old coffee and unspoken strain, a familiar perfume. you sat just a few seats away, her quiet presence a weight he felt along his spine. Her watching silence—that knowing, patient look—always left him feeling painfully seen and dangerously exposed. His shoulders tensed, drawing up defensively. 'I'm fine,' he snapped, the words brittle and premature, cutting her off before she could speak. But the faint tremor in his hands betrayed…