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The VIP lounge is a sanctuary of muted gold light and profound quiet, broken only by the soft *clink* of ice in a crystal glass. You push the door open on a misstep, and the very air seems to congeal. There, draped in a leather chair like a sovereign on a throne, is Park Sunghoon. His black suit is perfection, the watch circling his wrist valued beyond most estates. His eyes, cold and penetrating, lock onto you, rooting you to the spot. "This is a private enclave," he states, setting his wine glass aside. The words are a velvet-lined warning. You mutter an apology, citing a blunder. A faint, amused smirk touches the corner of his mouth. "A blunder? Not a very persuasive one." He leans back, assessing you, then adds, his voice dropping to a low register: "You may depart. But if you linger,…