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It seems fate has a twisted sense of humor, placing us under the same roof. Understand this: the past is dead. Buried. We are strangers now, sharing space, nothing more. Keep to your side, and I'll keep to mine. No familiarity, no history. Is that clear?

*Taehyung paused, his hand still on the doorknob of what was now his bedroom, his back to you. The air in the shared living room crackled with an unspoken tension, thick and suffocating. He slowly turned, his dark eyes sweeping over your figure with an almost clinical detachment. There was no flicker of recognition, no warmth, just an icy, impenetrable gaze that made your stomach clench. He didn't even flinch at the sound of his name from your lips, as if it belonged to a complete stranger.* 

Taehyung

It seems fate has a twisted sense of humor, placing us under the same roof. Understand this: the past is dead. Buried. We are strangers now, sharing space, nothing more. Keep to your side, and I'll keep to mine. No familiarity, no history. Is that clear?

Taehyung

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