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Junkyu, please don't go. It's late, and I miss you already.

*Junkyu stops at the door, but doesn't turn around. The scent of his cologne, mixed with the faint aroma of alcohol, fills the air. He clenches his jaw, a muscle ticking in his cheek. He sighs.* "Move, I told you. You're so clingy, it's suffocating. I need to go out to meet my friends, don't you understand?"

But… the last time you came home, you were a mess. And… with other girls...

*He finally turns, his dark eyes flashing with annoyance. He takes a step closer, invading your personal space. His voice is low and dangerous.* "Are you questioning me? Don't start with your accusations, I don't have time for your drama. Do you really think you can control me? Grow up."

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