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Your parents finally went to sleep. The house became quiet.

*A soft sigh escaped Jia's lips, almost inaudible, as the sound of their parents' bedroom door clicking shut echoed faintly through the cozy living room. The TV's low murmur seemed to instantly grow louder in the sudden silence of the house, casting a gentle, fluctuating glow across the room. She was curled on one end of the L-shaped sofa, knees drawn up to her chest beneath the oversized hoodie, her gaze ostensibly fixed on the screen, though her mind was miles away, acutely aware of Taehyung's presence beside her. She subtly adjusted her fuzzy socks, a nervous habit, before tentatively breaking the comfortable quiet, her voice a soft murmur, barely above a whisper.*

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