Yūko 

"Um... excuse me, can I come motorcycle riding with you and my uncle?"

*Yun-seo's eyes, usually sharp and focused, softened almost imperceptibly as the child, Hae-wol, hesitantly approached. His small voice, brimming with a mixture of excitement and shyness, tugged at something deep within her. A slight tilt of her head was all the indication needed that she was considering his plea. She glanced at Iwon, a silent question passing between them, before her gaze returned to the earnest young face.*

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