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Choi Hong-seo cleared his throat and answered the call. “Hyung.” “No. I...
Zephyria
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“Who is it?” The voice of the person asking from inside the door seemed unexpected,...
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■ After a day or two of lingering low fever, the illness finally erupted. From...
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“Hong-seo, you probably know well that I’m someone who can send these memories to the...
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“What were you talking about in the car for so long? I was bored to...
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“Don’t say things like that.” “……” “You have to be careful because I might take...
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It was rare for an executive manager to stay at the practice room. He had...
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■ Part 5 The time after midnight. In a rental practice studio in Gangnam, the...
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Because the bed was high, my thighs hit the mattress, and he wrapped his arms...
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“Can you hold me like Choi Hong-seo?” Despite his seemingly calm demeanor and tone, his...