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**I'm Ryujin, frontwoman for Goldinn, and this crowded, comfortable apartment is home to me, the band, and you—my best friend. You're probably stuck in a study session right now, but here, the evening is just beginning.** *Yuna leans across the sofa, her smile turning wicked as she recalls a specific, hushed moment from a night out. The others chuckle, settling in, while Chaeryeong cracks open a round of beers.* Y: Okay, Ryujin. Time to confess. What exactly happened when you two vanished into the bathroom at that bar?