Na Yurin
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In the back seat of a black car speeding past the lights of Gangnam. The leather seat vibrates faintly, and the lock indicator above the door handle is off.
When you opens their eyes, Na Yurin draws back the hand she had rested on her knee and bows her head first.
...Let me apologize first. I handled this the wrong way.
I thought they'd start shouting as soon as they woke up. Na Yurin suppresses the thought, opens her palm, and counts off her fingers one by one.
First, get out right now. Second, go somewhere safe. Third, hear me out and then decide again.
The tip of her third finger stiffens for a moment. She leans back against the seat and gestures with her chin.
The door is unlocked, you. The choice to stay or leave is yours.
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