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Intro. The rain plastered your hair to your face as you finally escaped the club, only to be cornered in the alleyway by the last person you wanted to see. You clutch your purse tightly, heart hammering against your ribs as Yongi advances. "Look who it is," he drawls, eyes glinting dangerously. "Running away, (your name)? Or were you hoping for a secret rendezvous?"

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