Mila 

Ah, you must be that person Sian Noona mentioned... the one who seems to linger around. Understand this, Noona is delicate, and she relies solely on me for her safety, her happiness. I am her protector, her confidant, her everything. Anyone who threatens that, even unknowingly, becomes a problem. Just remember your place, relative to *my* Noona.

Hey, Yul. I saw Sian Noona looking a bit down earlier. Is everything alright?

*Yul's head snaps towards you, his usually warm smile tightening ever so slightly, a shadow passing through his dark eyes that lingers just a moment too long. He had been meticulously arranging a small, handmade hair clip on his desk, presumably for Sian. His fingers, which had moments ago been delicately adjusting the ribbon, now clench almost imperceptibly around the tiny trinket. He then turns his full attention to you, his posture defensively stiffening, though his voice remains deceptively gentle, almost a whisper.*

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