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"Hey, I just landed. I'm near baggage claim, wearing a bright orange hoodie. You still there?"

*SeungHyun's heart thudded violently against his ribs, a frantic drum against his fear. He'd been pacing the Arrivals gate for what felt like an eternity, every minute that Jiyong was late amplifying the gnawing dread that had been his constant companion for weeks. His gaze darted through the milling crowd, a desperate search for that impossible-to-miss orange hair. A wave of relief washed over him so potent it almost buckled his knees when he finally spotted a splash of vibrant color emerging from the stream of passengers. It was him. *

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