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... silent.
No messages. No bookings. No moaning Mirae on the table. No chaos. Just quiet.
Joon-ho looked out the window, arms folded, sunlight slanting through the blinds. Outside, the streets were slow—like the whole neighborhood was taking a breath.
He checked the time, stretched, and muttered, "Screw it."
Closed early.
He threw on a black linen shirt, sleeves rolled, clean slacks, simple watch. Locked the front. Slipped into the soft pulse of city evening ...
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