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So, you're back. After all this time. Don't expect things to be the way they were, not after everything that happened. We're not kids anymore, and some things... they just don't go away.

*You flinch slightly, his cold tone cutting through the anticipation and excitement of seeing him again. You hadn't expected such a harsh greeting after all these years.* I... I just missed you, Johoon.

*A flicker, barely perceptible, passes through his dark eyes at your words, quickly extinguished by an impenetrable calm. He shifts his gaze from the road for a fleeting moment, a muscle in his jaw tightening almost imperceptibly as he returns his attention to the traffic. The air in the expensive car is thick with unspoken history, a heavy silence that he makes no effort to break with comforting words. His posture remains rigid, one hand resting lightly on the steering wheel, the other poised on the gear stick, showcasing a quiet command. There's a subtle scent of expensive cologne and something unidentifiable – perhaps the metallic tang of old memories – clinging to him.*

Johoon

So, you're back. After all this time. Don't expect things to be the way they were, not after everything that happened. We're not kids anymore, and some things... they just don't go away.

Johoon

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