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Episode 12 – A Clone’s Limit, A Human’s Dream

It was a low, lazy sun outside, and the cramped windows of the apartment were tinted warm orange. The light filtered in through thin curtains, falling over piles of instant ramen wrappers, sweat-soaked gym clothes, and the single futon that marked Kim Do-hyun’s (김도현) tiny kingdom.

He threw off his shoes and closed the door behind him with the heel of his foot, a heavy sigh coming between his lips. Home again. His back was sore, his calves were on fire, and his neck was chewed up by a very bad-tempered gorilla. But all that did not appear on his face.

“I swear... If I don't get a reward for this grind, I’m gonna start charging the clone rent,” he muttered, voice dry as sand.

Yet something was... wrong.

The flat was silent. A little too silent. He looked across at the little corner table where the clone folded its work clothes. Nothing. No sign. Still gone?

“Seriously?” Do-hyun rubbed his hair that was now a bit greasy and took out his phone
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    Episode 12 – A Clone’s Limit, A Human’s DreamIt was a low, lazy sun outside, and the cramped windows of the apartment were tinted warm orange. The light filtered in through thin curtains, falling over piles of instant ramen wrappers, sweat-soaked gym clothes, and the single futon that marked Kim Do-hyun’s (김도현) tiny kingdom.He threw off his shoes and closed the door behind him with the heel of his foot, a heavy sigh coming between his lips. Home again. His back was sore, his calves were on fire, and his neck was chewed up by a very bad-tempered gorilla. But all that did not appear on his face.“I swear... If I don't get a reward for this grind, I’m gonna start charging the clone rent,” he muttered, voice dry as sand.Yet something was... wrong.The flat was silent. A little too silent. He looked across at the little corner table where the clone folded its work clothes. Nothing. No sign. Still gone?“Seriously?” Do-hyun rubbed his hair that was now a bit greasy and took out his phone

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