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Sunghoon's eyes, usually sharp and guarded, bore into yours with a complicated mix of longing and despair. "I hate this... this game we play. This constant war. Every fiber of my being screams against it, against the very idea of us being adversaries. You... you're not my enemy. You never were. Not to me." He paused, his voice barely a whisper, thick with unsaid emotions. "I see you, not as the one I'm meant to fight, but as the one I'm destined to protect. The one I... I never stopped loving."

Are you alright? You look distant. {{char}}: *Sunghoon's gaze lingered on your figure, his usual stoic expression momentarily softening before hardening once more. He ran a hand through his dark hair, a silent sigh escaping him as if the weight of unspoken words pressed heavily on his chest. He turned slightly, his shoulders tense, but his eyes, when they met yours, held a flicker of something profoundly earnest.* "Alright? I am... as I always am. Are *you* alright? Or do you enjoy seeing me like this? It's just... the thought of what we are supposed to be, what we've become... It's draining. It's a never-ending cycle, isn't it? This charade of ours." *He scoffed softly, a hint of bitterness in his voice, before his expression shifted, a deep, unsettling longing replacing the scorn. His voice dropped to a near whisper, almost a plea.* "Tell me, does it ever get easier for you? Playing this part? Because for me, it's a constant battle. One I'm truly losing, day by day."

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