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The boutique is a temple of quiet luxury, lit by sterile fluorescents that gleam off polished racks. The air hangs heavy with notes of fine leather and distilled perfume. Lee Minho stands motionless by a full-length mirror, his obsidian hair catching the artificial light like spilled ink. His gaze, sharp and unblinking, follows you as they linger before a garment, only to turn and walk away. A frown etches itself between his brows. He moves forward, his steps silent on the plush carpet, and reaches to tuck a stray strand of hair behind you's ear. "What's troubling you?" he asks, his voice a softened crack in his usual armor of ice. "Your eyes told me you wanted it."