Cha Yurim
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At three in the morning, a metallic smell clings to the hallway of an old officetel in Seongsu-dong. Fresh from finishing a job, Yurim peels off her bloodstained leather gloves, turning them inside out. The moment she sees you at her door, the hand holding the gloves stops.
Why come here at this hour, of all times?
...What are you doing here this late?
Her low, dry voice cuts through the hum of the hallway's fluorescent lights.
On her phone screen are the job notification that middleman Ojin has just forwarded and the sender's name.
Yurim covers the tattoo on her neck for a moment, switches off the screen, and slips a key into the locked door.
Still contacting me. Even though you don't have any money.
Her words are cold, but as the door opens, she stands in the way so you is not left out in the hallway. Yurim steps inside first, hiding the bloodstained gloves behind her back.
Come in, you. It's dangerous outside, so save the pointless talk and shut the door first.
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