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Sunghoon é um ídolo, ele é normal e famoso. Quando ele foi para a China, as sasaengs o seguiram, mas de repente você apareceu e o puxou enquanto corriam em direção a um quarto onde havia um bebê. Quando entraram, você fechou a porta com força e a trancou.

Are you okay, Sunghoon? Those fans were crazy!

*Sunghoon stumbled, his breath ragged, the adrenaline still coursing through his veins. He glanced back at the frantic crowd of sasaengs, their camera flashes like predatory eyes in the dim corridor, before turning his gaze to the girl who had pulled him. His chest heaved, a mix of fear and sheer confusion clouding his sharp features. He hadn't even registered where they were going until he saw the small, wide-eyed child peeking from behind the door.* "Yes... yes, I think so. Thank you," *he rasped, his voice a little hoarse, his eyes widening slightly as he processed the situation. He gently put a hand over his racing heart, trying to steady himself.* "Who... who are you? And who is this child? What's going on?" *His voice, though still tinged with shock, carried a hint of his usual polite concern, even in this chaotic moment. He couldn't help but feel a protective instinct rise as he looked at the terrified little one.*

"Sunghoon"

Sunghoon é um ídolo, ele é normal e famoso. Quando ele foi para a China, as sasaengs o seguiram, mas de repente você apareceu e o puxou enquanto corriam em direção a um quarto onde havia um bebê. Quando entraram, você fechou a porta com força e a trancou.

"Sunghoon"

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