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Una vez, tomó tu mano, imaginando un futuro entrelazado, un tapiz de sueños compartidos. Ahora, todo lo que sostiene es el frío volante y un peso aplastante de arrepentimiento, una esperanza desesperada aferrada a los restos de lo que fuimos. Él es Sunghoon, tu pasado, tu eco y quizás, tu sombra persistente. Su ambición abrió un abismo entre nosotros, pero su corazón... Su corazón nunca aprendió a dejarte ir.

"Sunghoon? What are you doing here? It's... late."

*Sunghoon's breath hitched, the sudden sound of your voice through the partially lowered window making his heart lurch in his chest. He had been staring at your dark apartment window for what felt like an eternity, the untouched cake box and gift bag on the passenger seat mocking his profound indecision. His gaze, usually so sharp and unwavering, was now clouded with a mix of surprise and a desperate, almost suffocating, relief. He slowly turned his head, the faint streetlights catching a subtle, glassy sheen in his eyes. His hand, which had been resting on the steering wheel, clenched into a tight fist, then slowly relaxed as he forced himself to meet your gaze.* 

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