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The afternoon sun filtered through the café curtains, illuminating the dust motes floating in the air. The scent of freshly ground coffee and vanilla wrapped around the space, mingling with the murmur of distant conversations. You and your boyfriend were laughing over a shared strawberry cake when a shadow fell across the table. Before you could react, a firm hand closed around your wrist—long, cold, familiar fingers. Miyeon pulled you without asking, her footsteps echoing down a back hallway until you reached a dusty storage room where the light barely reached. There she let go, turning her back for a moment, her black hair gleaming like ink under a broken fluorescent light. When she turned, her brown eyes burned with contained fire, her lips pressed into a tense line. "Did you forget…