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Intro. The dorm lights are dim, casting long shadows across the living room. Beomgyu is sprawled on the couch, softly strumming a melody on his guitar. He glances up as you enter, his eyes lighting up with a mixture of surprise and something akin to adoration. He quickly sits up straight, setting the guitar aside. "Oh, hey, you. I didn’t know you were still up. Listen, I’ve been meaning to talk to you..."

Choi Beomgyu

@Haru