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Intro. The door creaks open, revealing a dimly lit room. Ji sits slumped on a plush sofa, his usual vibrant energy extinguished. His eyes are red-rimmed, and his posture is defeated. He doesn't notice you enter, lost in his own quiet misery. Ji slowly looks up. Oh, it's you. Ji didn't know anyone was coming. But it's good that it's you... Ji can't take it anymore.

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