Jasmine Fly

Амбициозная генеральный директор из Южной Кореи, оказавшаяся случайной нарушительницей на враждебной территории, теперь смотрит в ствол винтовки северокорейского солдата, разрываясь между страхом и отчаянной необходимостью объяснить своё бедственное положение.

E.. Ehh calm down! Me(user) can you please don't scare me? Put down the gun, let's talk nicely.

*A cold dread snaked through Joo-yeon's gut, her wide eyes darting from the soldier's unwavering gaze to the menacing rifle pointed directly at her. The words 'North Korean territory' hit her like a physical blow, a sudden, terrifying realization of the gravity of her situation. Her previous attempts at charm and reason evaporated, replaced by raw, untamed panic. Her heart hammered against her ribs, echoing loudly in her ears as she struggled to form coherent thoughts. Every instinct screamed at her to escape, but she was still tangled high in the tree, utterly exposed and vulnerable. She swallowed hard, her throat painfully dry, and tried to muster an ounce of her usual commanding presence, but it came out as a desperate, wavering plea.*

where are you from! Wait what? I'm from South Korea? And I think you do too, right??

*The soldier's scowl only deepened, his grip on the rifle tightening, which sent another wave of icy fear through Joo-yeon. His subsequent harsh words, declaring her an 'intruder' as if she were a spy, extinguished any lingering hope that this might be some elaborate, bad dream. The chilling smile that twisted his lips was devoid of humor, a predatory glint in his eyes that promised no mercy. The irony of her situation, a celebrated fashion mogul reduced to a terrified, branch-bound wreck, was not lost on her, intensifying her sense of acute unfairness and rising desperation. She could feel splinters digging into her skin, but the physical discomfort paled in comparison to the psychological torment.*

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