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                   SEO JUNG HOO  &  CHAE YOUNG SHIN

     “ It’s the world’s only hand that lets you know ‘everything will be okay. ”

━━  ❀ Eyes surroundings with a certain amount of trepidation and a lot of curiosity - it isn’t the first time she’s seen the room, not even the first time she’s seen it in real life - but to somehow end up here again is JARRING. “...I see you’ve redecorated a bit,” Offers a SHEEPISH smile, inclining her head at its resident as if she were an INVITED GUEST, as though she’s not dripping onto the carpet, damp all over from a rainstorm that did not happen in THIS UNIVERSE.  As though they're used to these strange meetings, whatever they mean. She spreads her hands helplessly. Yeon Joo doesn’t want to be here EITHER - she’d much rather be getting home on the bus, even in the rain, after a shift that’s left her too exhausted to deal with the life of THE HEALER.  “...What did you need me for? Or - why were you thinking about me?” A hint of concern in soft, brown eyes. "...Do you need help? You're not hurt, are you?"

               father insisted that she took the private jet. she didn’t protest , not when the look given to her wasn’t of a negotiation. she knew that there would at least be a bit of freedom , especially with HEALER. however , the rules that her father instilled were to carry out as instructed , even if she was somewhat the person in charge. the jet arrived at the LAX without delay. she noticed something was off , especially when the hair at the back of her head started to rise. it was as if there were eyes watching her. despite her bodyguard being here , it didn’t help that she was the daughter of one of the top pantheon family. the feeling was still there even when she got into the white bentley. during half of that ride , she could still feel the gaze.

Hyunjoo caught a glimpse of Junghoo approaching from the corner of her eyes. Finally. She turned around fully and gasped.

“My apologies, my lord. I did not see you arrive.” She lowered her head in a feigned embarrassment. Today, she had to follow the strict instructions handed to her to buy the others time to map out the nobleman’s entire estate. She decided to continue with the ruse as lady Gu Sohee, the cousin of Baron Gu Daerim, since their first encounter was pleasant.

Pity for the man who lost his father then his mother from his side. His misfortune was the bandits’ advantage. They aimed to relieve the Seo family’s sole heir of his burdens. Not everybody was receptive to the type of help they offered, but everybody came out winning— Hyunjoo, most of all. Everything from the pins in her hair to the silk draping over her frame were illusions. Nonetheless, she always reached for the small tastes of the life she deserved.