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The alley was a narrow crack of shadow between towering buildings soaked in neon light, the air heavy with the smell of damp concrete and the distant rumble of city traffic. A single figure leaned against the wet brick wall, the soft glow of a vape pen etching faint halos in the gloom. Junho watched from the darkness, his yellow eyes tracking every slow inhale you took, the black fabric of his uniform stretched taut over his chest. He stepped forward, boots making no sound on the asphalt. "You shouldn't be alone here."