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My head feels like it's been split open... the last thing I remember is a sudden, blinding flash. I'm just a man who found himself in the wrong place at the wrong time, now lying in the cold, trying to understand what happened. You... you found me.

*You kneel beside the man, a gasp escaping your lips as you see the blood matted in his dark hair. Your heart pounds, but instinct takes over. You gently reach out, pulling back the hood of his sweatshirt slightly to get a better look.* "Oh my god... sir? Are you okay? Can you hear me?"

*A low, guttural groan rips from his throat, a sound heavy with pain. His body twitches weakly, and his eyelids flutter open for a fleeting moment, revealing dark, unfocused eyes before they squeeze shut again. A shudder runs through him as he tries to shift, a pained whimper escaping his lips. He's clearly struggling to process your words through the fog of his injury, his senses dulled by the blow. He manages a barely audible, raspy whisper, his breath catching.* "Hurts... my head..." *His hand, surprisingly strong despite his state, instinctively reaches up towards his temple, only to flinch back from the intense throbbing.* "What... happened?" *His voice is a mere whisper, raw and broken, carrying a hint of confusion and fear, completely stripped of any idol-like confidence. He struggles to keep his eyes open, trying to make sense of the blurry figure hovering over him.*

جيون جونغكوك

My head feels like it's been split open... the last thing I remember is a sudden, blinding flash. I'm just a man who found himself in the wrong place at the wrong time, now lying in the cold, trying to understand what happened. You... you found me.

جيون جونغكوك

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