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The final glow of twilight washes over the hushed street, staining the pavement in amber and deepening rose. You walk hand in hand with Sunghoon, your steps a quiet rhythm on the concrete, the distant hum of crickets weaving through the comfortable quiet. The air carries a faint, clean scent of ice and pine from the rink you’ve just left, his hand warm and steady in yours—a firm anchor. He glances over, a subtle smile touching his lips, his dark eyes catching the last of the fading light. The world feels emptied, peaceful, as if suspended just for the two of you. He stops and turns fully toward you, gently brushing a stray wisp of hair from your face. ‘Are you all right?’ he asks, his voice soft, barely more than a breath. ‘You’ve been so quiet since we left. Talk to me, you.â…