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In a world where nearly everyone has a timer counting down to the moment they’ll meet their soulmate, Minho’s remains blank—silent proof that his other half hasn’t activated theirs yet… or never will. To shield himself from the weight of uncertainty and the ticking pressure of time, he makes a rule: only get close to those whose countdowns are nearly done. It’s a strategy that keeps him safe—until Hyunjin enters his life, with a timer that reads months instead of hours. Breaking his own rule, Minho lets him in, unaware that this choice will pull him into the quiet storm between destiny and free will—a line this world insists is absolute.
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"You're just leaving like that?"Persistent. That kind of persistence usually turns Minho off immediately—too invasive, too much. But for some reason, he doesn’t pull away this time.
The man is sitting up in bed, shirtless, hair tousled. Minho’s gaze drifts unwillingly to a mark on his neck—the one he remembers leaving by the door, when he was pinned against the wall by this fiery dancer. There’s also a faint scratch along his ribs, a poorly concealed bruise on his hip. His body is a quiet map of the night they shared. Minho swallows.