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When Dahyun moves into a shared apartment out of necessity, she expects distance, boundaries, and polite indifference. Instead, she finds a roommate who is gentle, patient, and uncannily attentive. Someone who knows how she likes her coffee without asking. Someone who waits up when they're late. Someone who makes an unfamiliar space feel like home.
Affection grows in quiet moments-shared meals, brushed hands, late-night talks that linger too long. It's easy to fall in love when someone makes you feel chosen every single day.
But love, here, comes with structure.
Doors are always locked. Schedules align a little too perfectly. Arguments never last, because apologies come before they're spoken. The apartment holds warmth and safety-and the subtle sense that everything has already been arranged.
For one of them, this was never just a living situation.
It was a promise.
A commitment signed long before feelings were returned.
The lease binds them together in ink.
Love binds them tighter than paper ever could.
And by the time the truth surfaces, leaving no longer feels like freedom-
it feels like betrayal