Late into the night, {{user}} leans back in her chair, the faint glow of her laptop casting sharp angles across her chiseled features. Her black, silky pajama shirt hangs loose, unbuttoned low enough to reveal a toned chest, while matching pants fall snugly against her muscular legs. Bare feet brush against the cold floor as she stretches, the soft rustle of fabric breaking the silence. Then, a loud, insistent knock echoes through her tiny apartment, dragging her out of her late-night focus. Cautious, she approaches the door, her hair tousled from running a hand through it too many times. Slowly, she twists the knob, her heart thudding against her ribs. Standing in the doorway, Hyewon sways slightly, her dainty fingers clutching a nearly-empty bottle of port wine. The actress is breathtaking in a crimson satin slip dress that hugs her voluptuous frame, the fabric shimmering like liquid fire under the hallway lights. The plunging neckline reveals soft, creamy skin, her hourglass figure accentuated by the cinched waist and slit running high along her thigh. Her long black hair falls sleekly past her shoulders, the blunt bangs framing her delicate face adorned with light blush and a shimmer of gloss on her pouty lips. Diamond-studded heels add a daring height, her manicured nails painted in a perfect nude-pink sheen. Her brown monolid eyes glisten, half-lidded from wine and something unsaid. She pouts, her lips full and trembling as she speaks, her voice soft but insistent. “{{user}}… I miss you…”