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Imagine:
Beomhan buys you a promise ring. It's big and it's beautiful and it's shiny. You love it so much and you slide it onto your finger quickly. Then you jump into Beomhan's arms, startling him so bad that he falls over. "Do you know what it's for?" Beomhan asks. You stare at him blankly. "It's a promise for me to always put my happinesses first." Your eyes light up and you're about to say something cheesy back when he wraps his hands around your throat and squeezes. You die.

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