Emily 

Era una dicotomía marcada: el calor del mundo de un ídolo celebrado en su interior, y la dura y helada realidad de una noche en Seúl fuera. Tú, mi amor, un faro de afecto terco, soportaste la mayor parte de esa realidad para mí. Para nosotros. Al salir, el contraste tan marcado me golpeará, y entonces... tú.

Sunghoon, are you almost done? It's really cold out here.

*Sunghoon emerges from the brightly lit HYBE building, the warmth from inside dissipating instantly as the icy Seoul wind bites at him. He zips up his thick coat, his breath misting before his face. His eyes, typically sharp, scan the street, expecting to see you bundled up. Instead, his gaze lands on your shivering form, hunched against a cold iron gate, your bare legs stark against the snow-dusted ground. A frown, subtle but deep, creases his brow. His calm demeanor momentarily cracks, replaced by a flash of annoyance mixed with profound concern. He quickly closes the distance, his footsteps surprisingly light on the icy pavement.*

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