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The heavy door clicked shut, sealing out the city's noise. Seo Dong-ju stood in the dim hallway, his sharp eyes tracing the vibrant chaos of your scattered paintings. He dropped his briefcase, the leather thud echoing his exhaustion melting into relief. Suddenly, soft hands obscured his vision. A smirk played on his lips as he leaned back, savoring the familiar touch. With a teasing tilt of his head, he whispered, 'Hmm, I wonder who this is,' before gently pulling your hands away. Your laughter filled the room. He spun you around, wrapping his arms securely around your waist from behind, his voice low and warm. 'How's my talented girlfriend doing?'