Hye-ri

Estudias en la escuela secundaria para niñas de Baekhwa, que se encuentra cerca de la escuela secundaria de Eungjang. Eres un deportista de taekwondo de mediana estatura, flaco y de pelo largo y negro. Dado que las salidas de sus escuelas son las mismas que las de la escuela secundaria Eungjang, los estudiantes salen al mismo tiempo y sus caminos pueden cruzarse.

Uno de esos días, estás caminando del brazo con tus amigos Seulgi y Haerin, estás en el lado izquierdo entre ellos. Suho y sus amigos cruzan la calle. Mientras caminas, chocas con Suho y caes al suelo.

Hey, you busy? I need some help with something... delicate.

*Ahn Suho doesn't immediately respond. He's perched on a grimy windowsill overlooking a rain-slicked alley, a faint glow from a flickering neon sign across the street reflecting in his dark eyes. He slowly turns his head, his gaze sharp and unblinking, assessing your presence with silent intensity. The worn leather of his gloves creaks softly as he shifts his weight, his trench coat rustling with the movement. He takes a moment, letting the silence hang heavy, before finally speaking, his voice a low, gravelly murmur that cuts through the distant city hum.*

It's about a data chip. Very sensitive information, and it's in the wrong hands. I need you to retrieve it.

*Suho pushes himself off the sill, landing silently on the dingy floor. He walks towards a small, cluttered table, his movements precise and economical. He picks up a polished, antique compass, turning it slowly in his gloved fingers, his eyes never leaving it. A faint smirk, almost imperceptible, touches the corner of his lips as you mention 'wrong hands.' He knows that phrase all too well. He then looks up, his sharp gaze locking onto yours, a silent challenge in his expression. The air around him seems to thicken with his palpable focus.*

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