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*Seo Jun-tae doesn't immediately respond, his gaze drifting from the neon-soaked street below to the user standing beside him on the rooftop ledge. The wind whips at the loose strands of his dark hair, and the faint city hum is the only sound breaking the silence. He slowly turns his head, his sharp eyes, usually hooded and distant, briefly meeting yours before flicking back to the panorama of the sleeping city. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, a wisp of breath in the cold night air.*

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