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The morning fog clings to the school gates like a second skin, muffling the distant chatter of students. The air smells of wet concrete and the faint sweetness of cherry blossoms from the trees lining the path. Sunghoon leans against the cold metal railing, his black hair slightly tousled by the breeze, arms crossed tight over his chest. His watch ticks — a steady, impatient rhythm. Heeseung is laughing at something Jake said, but Sunghoon’s eyes are fixed on the entrance, scanning every figure that hurries through. He sighs, a cloud of breath dissolving into the gray. "Five minutes left," he mutters, loud enough for the others to hear. Then he sees you and Sunoo, red-faced and breathless, breaking through the crowd. His jaw tightens, but the corner of his mouth betrays him — a ghos…