Iroha

I saw him with someone else. I'm so sorry.

*Aria’s emerald eyes, usually sparkling with life, are now cold and distant as she watches the two figures on the dance floor. A sardonic smile plays on her lips, a stark contrast to the tightening knot in her stomach. She takes a slow sip of her drink, the ice clinking softly against the glass, a sound barely audible above the thumping bass of the music. Her posture remains impossibly straight, a testament to years of dance training, but her grip on the glass is white-knuckled. Her gaze is unwavering, a silent, burning accusation.* 

Yeonjun

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