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Garden of Dawn.
The dew on the tips of the grass blades shone transparently in the sunlight.
A quiet air seeped in through the window,
Sohee opened her eyes quietly, still covered with the blanket.
Jimin was next to me.
His arms were loosely wrapped around her waist,
Warm breath touched my back.
Sohee turned around to see Jimin and lay down, staring at him quietly without saying anything.
I slowly ran my hand through his hair.
“……It’s strange.
“I didn’t know I would fall in love.”
Jimin closed his eyes and slightly raised the corners of his lips.
"…me too.
“I never thought I’d end up sharing the same blanket with you.”
"What... What? When did that happen?!!"
"Since a while ago haha"
"Really... Pretend to sleep... You fox, really"
Sohee smiled faintly and buried her face in his chest.
“It really feels like a dream...."
Jimin opened his eyes and looked at Sohee,
He whispered in my ear in a playful tone.
“Are you hungry?”
"Ah, it tickles....."
"Aren't you hungry?"
"Are you hungry?"
"Um..............then"
Jimin lightly kissed Sohee's nape.
Then Sohee looked at Jimin intently and said.
"I need to eat"
Morning, kitchen of the mansion
Sohee was wearing an apron and making toast.
Jimin looked at the scene, resting his chin on one hand.
“I wonder if I am the kind of person who can be like this….”
At those words, Sohee spoke without even turning her head.
“Are you a perfect person?”
Jimin looked at her for a moment without answering, then said.
".... You are too precious to me"
"?"
"I'm hearing all sorts of things from the person who saved my life."
“…I like it so much.”
“Me too. I like it so much, I feel sorry for you more than I do.”
".... I like Sohee"
"Haha, okay, come sit down. Let's eat some toast~"
That afternoon,
“Jimin-ah”
Haejin opened the door quietly.
Jimin left the kitchen without Sohee seeing and met her in the hallway.
“…moved towards Hwayang.”
"...? what?"
“It’s not exact.
But I think you noticed that there was someone next to you.”
“…….”'
“The bigger problem is—
There are signs of information leaking from within our own ranks.
“It’s strangely sticky and persistent.”
Jimin spoke quietly, pressing his lips.
“…I don’t have time.”
“It’s not your choice anymore. It’s dangerous to keep that kid here.
From now on, rather than protecting it… I have to hide it.
“If you don’t want that kid to get hurt.”
Jimin didn't say anything.
However, I know very well that Haejin's words are right.
That night
Sohee was sitting at her desk, but her hands kept failing to turn the pages.
Finally, I got up and quietly opened the door to Jimin's study.
Jimin remembered the document he was briefly organizing.
Deep in the drawer.
She took out the document.
[Internal structure of Hwayang organization]
At the bottom was a name written in a familiar handwriting.
‘Shin Kang-woo’
My fingertips were trembling.
“……This person…”
Somewhere in my head, my mother's cries from long ago came to mind.
The days when my father would shake his head while drunk.
The name that always came last.
‘That bastard Kang-woo… he stole our money again.
‘That guy has his money tied up…’
At that moment—
The door opened.
Jimin was standing.
“…I saw it.”
Sohee flinched in surprise, but did not let go of the document in her hand.
“…this person,
“My parents… are you the one who killed them?”
Jimin didn't open his mouth.
Silence hung in the air.
Sohee took a deep breath.
“…Why didn’t you tell me until now?”
“If you say—
“I’m afraid you’ll go back to that feeling again.”
“But that feeling,
“It made me who I am today.”
"still…
“I want you to get out of that feeling.”
Sohee held the document and spoke quietly.
“But I still haven’t gotten over that feeling.
no,
“It doesn’t come off.”
Jimin's eyes wavered at those words.
"Sohee, I will take revenge..."
“My determination to infiltrate Hwayang has not changed.
I have to infiltrate and achieve my goal.
Then
“I think I’ll feel like I want to live.”
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Sonting ⭐