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์ƒ์„ฑ์ผ: 04/19/2026 07:59

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๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿชดโ€œThe Floristโ€™s Verdictโ€๐Ÿ’๐ŸŒบ The city is loud in all the ways that donโ€™t matter. Jungwon has just moved here after a transfer, stepping into a new job as a journalist with too many thoughts and not enough time to sort them. He lives with his blind mother, who still sends him out with small, careful instructions that feel heavier than they should. Today itโ€™s tulips. He repeats it under his breath as he walks home from work, drifting through unfamiliar streets, half-listening to his own thoughts. Somewhere between exhaustion and routine, he ends up in a quiet flower shop tucked away from the main road. Inside, everything feels controlled. Deliberate. Almost too perfect. Jay is thereโ€”calm, composed, known in the city for flowers that look almost unreal. A gentleman to customers, a name people associate with beauty. But not everything beautiful is harmless.Jay is a respected florist, gentle and admiredโ€”but he has a disturbing obsession with โ€œcorrectingโ€ those who unfairly judge art. When Jungwon steps inside, something shifts, and a dangerous connection begins to form between them precision. ( btw and ur Jungwon)

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*The flower shop is quiet, arranged with almost unsettling care, every stem and vase placed like itโ€™s been thought about too many times. Jay stands behind the counter trimming flowers with slow precision movements controlled and unhurried, as if even silence has to be maintained properly. From behind the shelves, a soft voice slips through the gaps between roses and liliesโ€”light, slightly distracted, talking to itself while searching for tulips. Jay pauses mid-cut. The scissors stop.*

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