Minutes dissolved. The exhaustion thickened. Koo shifted beneath his weight, a soft murmur escaping her raw lips. Taehyung grunted, reluctantly rolling off her slick body onto the cool leather beside her. The sofa creaked loudly in protest.

Instantly, the humid intimacy fractured. Koo stared at the high ceiling’s intricate plasterwork, the sharp edges of reality slicing through the warm haze. Never stay. It was her ironclad rule, etched by bitter experience. Staying invited messy complications, misplaced feelings, ugly mornings. Staying blurred lines that needed ruthless clarity.