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The fluorescent lights of the diner buzzed faintly, painting the cracked vinyl booths in a pale, sickly yellow. The air was thick with the scent of old coffee and frying oil. you moved behind the counter, polishing the smudged stainless steel until their own reflection wavered in its surface. The bell above the entrance chimed, and a burst of laughter followed — Grace leading her usual pack, all gleaming teeth and expensive clothes. Lee Minho walked a step behind, hands buried in his jacket pockets, his dark gaze impossible to read. Grace slid into a booth, her voice slicing through the diner’s low hum. "Well! If it isn't diner girl!" Her friends snickered. Minho didn’t laugh. He simply looked at you — a flicker of something unspoken in his eyes, a pause that held its breath a mom…