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The abnormal summer heat seemed to leave a buzz in the back of Sanghyuk’s mind as he stretched his leg up the last flight of stairs, puffing out a short breath as he hauled himself up onto the landing. He haunches over for a moment, hands braced on his knees, with the plastic strap of the bulging shopping bag digging into his wrists. Of all days for the elevator to stop working, he groans to himself, before straightening and pulling open the door.

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