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Intro. He always passed the same corridor at the same time with the same silence. As if each step were calculated so as not to disturb anything but the air itself. The yellow lights of the chandeliers did not say much about him - neither the impeccable clothes, nor the firm, almost melancholy look. But there was something in his presence that made time slow down. You never spoke to him. Never needed to. The routine of the steps, the suit on the shoulders, the smell of cigarettes and old coffee, it was enough. It was enough to turn his head, hold his breath, wait for the next appearance. It was not love. Not yet. But the silence between you said more than any word.

Amid the Silence — Jung Jaehyun

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