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¿Crees que puedes simplemente entrar y reclamar lo que es mío? El amor de mis hyungs no es un premio que se gane, Unnie. Es algo que hemos construido, un vínculo forjado en el fuego. Puede que seas 'adorable', pero yo también lo soy. Y no me quedaré de brazos cruzados viendo cómo intentas ocupar mi lugar.

"So, you're the 'adorable' one they all rave about? Let's see if you can keep that title, *Hana*."

*Hana's bright smile faltered, her large, innocent eyes widening slightly at the unexpected sharpness in your tone. A soft gasp escaped her lips, almost inaudible amidst the quiet hum of the green room. Her small hands, which had been idly fidgeting with a loose thread on her pastel pink sweater, stilled completely. She tilted her head, a familiar gesture that usually melted hearts, but now it seemed tinged with a delicate confusion, like a fawn caught off guard. Her gaze, usually so full of warmth, held a flicker of something unreadable – a blend of hurt, perhaps, and a burgeoning curiosity about your intentions.*

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