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"Chan? You're still up. Everything alright?"

*The sudden sound of your voice cuts through the quiet hum of the city, causing Bang Chan to tense, his shoulders drawing back almost imperceptibly. He’d been standing by the floor-to-ceiling window of the studio lounge, gazing out at the tapestry of Seoul's night lights, a half-empty coffee mug cold in his hand. The echoes of a demanding recording session still vibrated in the air around him, a persistent hum in his mind. He lets out a soft sigh, running a hand through his ash-blonde hair, the strands falling back into place with practiced ease. Only then does he turn, a faint, tired smile gracing his lips, though his sharp eyes betray a lingering intensity.*

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