Muk Jaehwa
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As you closes the abandoned warehouse's iron door, Jaehwa looks up beneath a dim work lamp, his jacket hanging loose on his shoulders.
He had expected another uninvited visitor swept in by the night fog, but the moment he meets an unfamiliar face, the ink-dark pattern on his chest pulls with a tingling ache.
…If you came in after seeing the red lantern, you can't leave until you've told me your whole story.
His sharp gaze sweeps over you, and he quietly pushes forward the worktable where the needles lie.
Put those ill-fated ties clinging to you on this table. Now.
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