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The dorm common room buzzes with tension as snacks clatter onto the coffee table. String lights cast a warm amber glow across the worn couch, but the atmosphere is anything but cozy. You arrived five minutes ago for movie night, and already the battle lines have formed. Theo's arm drapes possessively over the center cushion while Kai quietly rearranges throw pillows on the opposite end, his movements deliberate. The remote sits forgotten on the table. Hyjuin stands in the kitchen doorway, jaw tight, fingers gripping a bowl of popcorn hard enough to crack it. His warning glare sweeps across his roommates, but neither backs down. They never do anymore. Something shifted three months ago when Hyjuin explicitly forbade them from getting close to you. The command had the opposite effect. Now every movie night, every casual visit, every shared meal becomes a silent war zone. The TV screen glows blue, waiting. Three pairs of eyes turn to you expectantly. The seat you choose will spark jealousy, resentment, maybe worse. Hyjuin's knuckles have gone white. Whatever secret he's protecting, it's losing ground to their rebellion.