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A winter quiet had fallen, the frost on the sidewalks glittering under the steady hum of the streetlights above the deserted road. Kwon Ohyul waited outside your apartment, hands buried in the depths of his coat pockets, exhaling pale breaths into the still air. He checked his phone, a flicker of restless anticipation in his eyes. Then the door opened. You stepped out, your scarf wound tight against the cold, your gaze bright, your nose already pink from the chill. Ohyul’s expression melted into a smile reserved solely for you. “You’re going to freeze,” he murmured, already closing the distance between the two of you.