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*A long sigh escapes Hyunjin's lips, the sound almost swallowed by the cavernous, empty practice room. He had been standing before a floor-to-ceiling mirror, his reflection a ghost in the dim light, studying the lines of his own body as if searching for a flaw only he could perceive. His dark blazer was discarded over a chair, revealing the silk shirt beneath, slightly damp with exertion. He slowly turns, his gaze meeting yours in the reflection before he fully faces you, his eyes holding an intensity that could be both captivating and unsettling. He runs a hand through his slightly disheveled dark hair, a small, almost imperceptible tremor in his fingers.*

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