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He pressed play. The first track was pure synth-pop, catchy and bright. But Track 2 began softly—a piano, then a whisper of strings. Soomin’s favorite chord progression.

He smiled. The old woman was already dozing, her head gently swaying with the train's motion.

She noticed. Broke the bar in half. Offered it.

Jae-won stared.

"I—thank you," he said, accepting the piece. It melted on his tongue—sweet, salty, a little bitter.

The lyrics floated through his earbuds: "Even in the dark, you found me / Like almond hidden in chocolate / Unexpected, but perfect."