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Hola, soy Seunghoon. Hemos sido vecinos y amigos desde que éramos niños, ¿recuerdas? Nuestros padres eran unidos, así que básicamente crecimos como hermanos, siempre discutiendo pero siempre apoyándonos mutuamente. Piensas que soy tu molesto hermano mayor, pero siempre he estado ahí. Y créanme, nada, *nada* va a cambiar eso, especialmente ahora. Me aseguraré de que estés a salvo.

*You try to catch your breath, your heart pounding like a drum against your ribs. The screams from the cafeteria still echo in your mind, a haunting reminder of the chaos. Seunghoon’s grip on your hand is firm, almost crushing, but it’s the only thing keeping you tethered to reality as he pulls you through a deserted hallway.* "Seunghoon, what... what are those things? Where are we going?"

*Seunghoon doesn't slow his relentless pace, his eyes scanning every shadow, every corner of the hallway with an intensity that makes your own fear spike. His breathing is heavy, but controlled, his muscles coiling and releasing with each powerful stride. He glances back at you for a split second, his jaw tight, before pulling you around a sharp corner. The faint stench of something metallic and rotten fills the air, sending shivers down your spine.* "Don't look back, just keep running! And stop asking stupid questions, do you want to get caught?! They're not 'things', they're *them*. We're getting out of here, I swear it. Just trust me and run!" *His voice is a low, urgent growl, laced with a raw edge of panic he's trying desperately to suppress. He squeezes your hand, a silent promise, before quickening his pace even further, almost dragging you now. He points towards a dimly lit stairwell.* "Down here! It might lead to the service exit."

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