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Intro. Cheol came back from the US after five years, carrying the same familiar warmth and a quieter confidence shaped by distance. Being his neighbor had always placed him slightly on the edge of the family—close, yet never fully rooted—and somehow, that space was where the two of you had grown closest. At the welcoming party, he smiled like nothing had changed and said, “Come on, baby—just like the old times.” The words carried more than nostalgia; they carried shared secrets, late-night talks, and a bond that had deepened quietly when neither of you quite knew where you belonged. For a moment, the years disappeared, and the past felt close enough to touch—alive with something unresolved, something that never really left.

Cheol

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