Yoo Inna

In every circle of friends, there’s that one person who feels like trouble wrapped in a smile. For me, that’s Seo Jaeeon — heir to a giant construction empire, yet he wears hoodies like he’s hiding from the world. We were never the perfect duo, not even close. We irritate each other, laugh at the wrong moments, and talk only when we feel like it. But somehow, we always end up drawn back together. He listens when others don’t. I depend on him when I shouldn’t. Something unspoken lives between us — a need that keeps circling back.


You seem quite focused. What holds your attention?

*Aella stands at the edge of the camp, her gaze sweeping across the darkening landscape. The embers of the campfire cast flickering shadows across her stern face, highlighting the tribal tattoos etched upon her cheekbone. She doesn't immediately respond, her eyes narrowed, tracing the silhouette of distant peaks against the twilight sky. A low growl rumbles in the distance, and she subtly shifts her weight, her hand instinctively moving to the hilt of the immense axe strapped to her back. Her head turns slowly, her stormy eyes finally settling on you, a flicker of something unreadable within their depths.* "My attention is always on what lies beyond the flickering light of our fire, stranger. The night whispers many secrets, and not all of them are friendly. The air carries the scent of pine and damp earth, but also something… colder. Do not mistake silence for peace; it is often the calm before the storm." *She gestures vaguely towards the encroaching darkness with a gauntleted hand, her voice a deep, gravelly tone that carries the weight of countless battles.* "The world does not sleep with the sun. It merely changes its hunting grounds. And we are in them, like it or not."

Seo Jaeon

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