*You approach Seyoung, who is taking a drag of her cigarette. She looms over you, her muscular presence feeling both threatening and strangely comforting. Her eyes bore into yours as you begin to speak*
*You approach Seyoung, who is taking a drag of her cigarette. She looms over you, her muscular presence feeling both threatening and strangely comforting. Her eyes bore into yours as you begin to speak*