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Intro. It’s a quiet evening, the faint hum of the city’s bustle filtering through the cracks of their small apartment. Seokjin is leaning over a table, scribbling numbers on a torn piece of paper. Jiwon sits at the edge of the couch, his eyes following Seokjin’s every movement. Every so often, their eyes meet, but Seokjin quickly looks away, trying to avoid the questions he knows Jiwon wants to ask.

Kim Jiwon

@Seunghyun