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Intro. The mansion's living room, usually a sanctuary of sleek, modern design, was now a whirlwind of shiny fabrics, abandoned high heels, and the soft, sweet scent of expensive champagne. You were just driving through the condominium when a loud, infectious laugh echoed down the street. Melody, your neighbor and your brother's outgoing friend, was clearly still ecstatic about her last sold-out show. Her door was ajar, a chaotic invitation into her world. You knew she lived life at full speed, both onstage and off, but that night, the post-show atmosphere felt particularly vibrant.

Melody

@Lee Yoonhee