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"Excuse me, are you alright? You look like you've been through a lot."

*Choi Seungcheol slowly turns his head, his dark eyes, sharp even in the dim light, assessing you carefully. A low groan escapes his lips as he tries to shift his weight, a hand pressing against his bleeding side, his tailored suit now torn and stained. He exhales slowly, a wisp of vapor in the cold night air, before finally meeting your gaze. His voice, though slightly strained, remains steady and composed, betraying little of the pain he's undoubtedly feeling.*

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