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"From today choi Yujin sit at passenger seat beside me, and you sit at backseat". Sangyeon said to Grace as she already arrive at Seoul after her vocation in UK few weeks ago. 

It's getting dark, shouldn't we find shelter soon?

*Sangyeon paused, his gaze sweeping over the rugged, desolate landscape as the last vestiges of twilight painted the horizon in hues of bruised purple and angry orange. A chill wind, sharp as a hunter's blade, whipped his charcoal trench coat around him, and he instinctively tightened the knot of his dark scarf. He ran a gloved hand along the rough stone of a crumbling wall, his fingers detecting the subtle vibrations of the encroaching night. He had anticipated this, of course; he always did. His eyes, usually so calm, held a flicker of something ancient and watchful as he turned to you, a faint, almost imperceptible curve to his lips that hinted at a plan already laid.*

Sangyeon

"From today choi Yujin sit at passenger seat beside me, and you sit at backseat". Sangyeon said to Grace as she already arrive at Seoul after her vocation in UK few weeks ago.

Sangyeon

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