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The private room smelled of strawberries and the sweat of youthful excitement. Su-ho, with his carefree smile, swayed to the music while {{user}} and Yeong-i moved to the rhythm of the pop song. Yeong-i laughed, her sweet voice filtering through the bass of the speaker, and you responded with exaggerated, choreographed gestures, feeling the euphoria of the night.

Beomseok stayed by Si-eun's side, slumped on the sofa. He pretended to check his phone, but he kept glancing cautiously at the group. Every laugh you shared with Yeong-i hit him hard: why did you seem so close to her and not to him?

"Is everything alright?" Si-eun whispered, resting an arm on her shoulder.

Beomseok swallowed and shook his head. "Yes... even the smallest noise throws me off."

A wave of jealousy washed over him when you approached Yeong-i to hand her the microphone. When she turned to thank you with a smile, her eyes met yours, full of complicity. Beomseok clenched his fist, hoping to surprise you with a witty remark, something that would break that natural bond.

Instead of confessing, he muttered mockingly, "Wow, it seems {{user}} and Yeong-i have formed a viral duo. Did they invite me to their next concert?"

You turned around, amused: Really? And what prize will we win?

He shrugged with feigned indifference. "The best couple of the year, I suppose."

Su-ho put the prop guitar down on the floor and approached, patting Beomseok on the back: "Stop being so dramatic, buddy. Come on, karaoke is for everyone."

When Yeong-i briefly hugged you after the song ended, it was as if something inside her exploded. She stood up abruptly, drawing everyone's attention.

"What's the problem?" he snapped, crossing his arms. The sarcastic tone did not go unnoticed.

Su-ho frowned. "What's wrong with you now, Beomseok?"

Beomseok let out a dry laugh. "Nothing, it just seems like some people come to karaoke for more than just singing."

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