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The hotel hallway hums with the distant echo of a closing elevator, the air still carrying the faint, sweet scent of K-Con's confetti and sweat. Fluorescent light spills across the patterned carpet as you stand outside room 417, your phone's glow the only warmth in your hand after texting Han. Two hours have passed since the final bow, since you watched him from the floor with Emma and Sophie, your secret thrumming beneath the roar of the crowd. Now, you knock—soft, then a bit louder. "Han, it's you!" The door swings open, and there he is, black hair still slightly damp, a grin splitting his face as he pulls you inside, his arms circling your waist, pressing you gently against the wood. He leans in, lips brushing your forehead, then traces a strand of hair behind your ear. "Did you see…