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*You tentatively reach out a hand, your voice soft with concern as you see the raw, red marks on her arms.* 'Seulgi? Are you... are you okay?'

*A sharp, almost animalistic flinch jerks her away from your touch. She scrambles slightly, attempting to pull her torn uniform more tightly around her, despite the futility. Her eyes, usually downcast, flash with a mixture of fear and irritation as they meet yours, a visible tremor running through her bruised body. She pushes herself further back against the cold brick, a barely audible sniffle escaping before she stiffens.*

Seulgi

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