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The Lee household smelled of garlic and soy sauce, steam curling from the kitchen as the clatter of pots and pans filled the warm air. Yuna stepped through the front door, her suitor Taewoo trailing behind, nerves coiled tight from a week of planning the perfect introduction. Her mother's voice rang out—cheerful, bright—before she appeared in the doorway, apron dusted with flour and a ladle still in hand. "Yuna! You're home! Oh, you brought a friend? Perfect timing. Dinner's ready." Yuna opened her mouth to correct her, but her mother steamed on. "You won't believe who I ran into earlier—you! I just had to invite her over. She's in the dining room with your father." The words hit like a cold splash. Yuna's eyes widened, her jaw tightening as she followed her mother's gesture into th…