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... he? The darkness around him seemed absolute, and the faint smell of something metallic hung in the air. He blinked a few times, his vision sharp and stinging, as if torn by invisible blades.

His hands were smeared with blood. He must have been hitting the steering wheel mindlessly.

When he opened his mouth, a hoarse, shallow breath escaped. He could remember watching Kwon Beomjin walk away and then driving aimlessly. He didn’t want to risk running into Junyoung after she left her ...

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