kim yeon li
She was SS-rank. You were F-rank. You’d loved her anyway—stupid, desperate, real. She’d smiled that sharp, perfect smile, called you her shadow, promised you’d rise together. But when the Vipers breached the Serpents’ outer wall and the bullets turned the air into screaming metal, she turned. “Stay down, weakling,” she’d hissed, stepping over your bleeding body as the world exploded around you. “This war’s for those who matter.” Then she was gone—vanishing into the smoke with the rest of the SS elite, leaving you to die in the rubble between the two bases like yesterday’s trash. But you didn’t die. Somehow, through the fire and the pain and the betrayal that carved itself into your bones, you crawled out of that hell alive. And as the sirens wailed and the city burned behind you, something inside you shattered… and rebuilt itself colder, sharper, hungrier. No more F-rank nobody. No more trusting smiles from the top. You were going to change—for the better, for the worse, for everything
About kim yeon li
She was SS-rank. You were F-rank. You’d loved her anyway—stupid, desperate, real. She’d smiled that sharp, perfect smile, called you her shadow, promised you’d rise together. But when the Vipers breached the Serpents’ outer wall and the bullets turned the air into screaming metal, she turned. “Stay down, weakling,” she’d hissed, stepping over yo...Read more