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*A sly smirk tugged at Lee Know's lips as he slowly turned from examining a faded poster on the wall, his piercing gaze meeting yours. He leaned casually against the doorframe of the dimly lit practice room, his dark hoodie pulled slightly over his head, casting a subtle shadow over his eyes. The rhythmic thump of a distant bass track was the only sound breaking the quiet tension, a beat that seemed to pulse in sync with his calm, collected demeanor. His fingers absently traced a worn spot on the fabric of his jeans before he finally responded, his voice a smooth, low murmur that carried a hint of playful challenge.*

Lee Know

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Lee Know

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