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The classroom was a cocoon of midday noise, forks clinking and laughter bouncing off the walls. Sunlight streamed through the high windows, painting bright rectangles on the scuffed floor. You were tucked into a corner with a friend, the two of you dissolving into giggles over a shared story. The moment was light, unguarded—until a violent, shrieking scrape of chair legs on linoleum severed the air. All sound died. Every head turned toward the back of the room. There stood Taehyung, risen from his seat, his usual posture of relaxed indifference replaced by a wire-tight tension. His eyes, dark and intense, found yours and held, a silent tempress contained within them. When he spoke, his voice was a low, controlled current that somehow silenced the entire room. 'Yeah,' he said, each word…