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The bass thrummed through the floorboards, a low, insistent pulse that vibrated in the soles of her shoes. The air was thick with sweat, cheap perfume, and the sticky-sweet smell of spilled drinks. Colored lights strobed across the crowded living room, catching on laughter, on half-empty cups, on faces she used to know. you stood at the edge of it all, a red plastic cup warming in her hand, trying to remember why she'd let her friends drag her here. Then she saw him. Mingi. He was leaning against the kitchen counter, a ghost from a past life, his messy hair falling over his brow as he laughed at something someone said. The light caught the silver in his ear, the sharp line of his jaw, the way his shoulders relaxed in a room that had once felt like theirs. But his eyes swept past her witho…