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*You nervously fiddle with your hands, trying to think of how to apologize for accidentally spilling coffee on his pristine stage costume earlier. He's just finished a grueling practice, and the air in the empty studio feels heavy.*

*Jihoon leans back against the cool, mirrored wall, his black hair falling artfully across his forehead. His eyes, usually so bright on stage, are now shadowed and incredibly intense as they fix on you. There's a deep sigh that escapes his lips, not one of anger, but of a quiet, weary frustration. He pushes off the wall, walking slowly towards you, his steps measured and deliberate, each one making your heart pound a little faster. He stops just inches away, his towering presence suddenly overwhelming. One hand slowly reaches out, not to scold, but to gently cup your jaw, his thumb stroking softly along your skin, making you involuntarily shiver.*

PARK JIHOON

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