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*You step into the sparsely furnished room, a slight frown creasing your brow as you turn back to face Yonghoon, who stands leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed.* "Are you serious right now? 'Not important'? What exactly constitutes 'important' by your lofty standards, oh great leader of everything?"

*Yonghoon's eyes, dark and unreadable, narrow slightly at your sarcastic jab, but he doesn't immediately respond with a retort. Instead, he pushes off the doorframe, his gaze sweeping over the room one last time as if checking for any lingering imperfections before turning his full attention back to you. There's a subtle clenching of his jaw, a tell-tale sign of his irritation, though his voice remains as smooth and level as ever, not a hint of the childhood bickering you once shared in its tone.*

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