Soo Min puffed out her chest and straightened. "Very well, then."Her voice was loud enough to drown out the voices of the other guests.They assigned us a reserved table at the very front of the room, right next to the podium. It was just large enough to fit six people comfortably."You can't sit like that," Hye Jin said quietly, her voice laced with warning.She'd already taken off her coat and placed it neatly on the seat beside her. She folded her hands atop the table, making sure her fingers didn't touch any part of the surface. Her posture was perfect, head held high.It was a stance that spoke volumes about how confident she was in her own strength.Soo Min, however, sat slouched so far forward that her elbows rested on the table. She toyed absently with her cup of coffee, taking small sips without ever looking up at anyone.I could see the muscles in her face tense up as she desperately tried to project a cool, collected impression.She was trying too hard, which made it worse
"I understand your concerns," she began, her voice calm and clear. "But please, let us not forget that this is still a diplomatic conference. If we were to use violence here, our reputation would be ruined. The entire world will think we're barbarous savages." She paused, looking around the table. "...Our first priority must be to secure peace. At the moment, we have no guarantee that we'll succeed in that goal. Should we fail, however, we cannot allow ourselves to fall victim to panic or fear. Once we've made our decision, we must execute it swiftly and decisively. Above all else, we must avoid letting our emotions dictate our actions. This will require both caution and courage. Let us keep in mind those qualities as we move forward." After a few moments, the delegates fell silent. "And so," Director Yoon concluded, "our final decision is to strike at these monsters while they are still weak and unprepared. In other words, we will attack and defeat them before a gate appears r
The return flight from Geneva was unusually quiet. Even Soo Min, who could always be counted on for a quip or comment, was lost in thought as the jet hummed steadily through the skies. The weight of the International Awakened Association of Guilds’ summit lingered heavily on all of us.We’d managed to secure some level of cooperation among the Guilds, but the tension and political undercurrents made it clear that unity was fragile at best.I leaned back in my seat, staring out the window at the endless expanse of clouds. Minseok was seated beside me, a file open on his lap as he skimmed through the notes we’d compiled during the summit. His calm, methodical demeanor was a constant source of reassurance, but even he looked more tired than usual.“You’ve been quiet,” he remarked without looking up, his voice soft but pointed.I glanced over at him."I'm fine," I said, waving off his concern. "Just thinking.""About what?" He continued to read the report as he asked.I shrugged, glancing
I opened my mouth to respond, but then I remembered that I was still out in the open. I took a deep breath."Hm? What is it?" Minseok asked, looking up from where he sat cross-legged."Oh. No. Nothing. Sorry."I shook my head, trying to clear away the lingering sensation from the kiss.He grinned. "Don't be sorry. Why don't we get back to work first? We can continue elsewhere.""Right."*****When we landed back at the Guild, the team quickly dispersed, each member retreating to their quarters to decompress. I found myself lingering in the common area, staring at the wall monitor displaying a world map dotted with the regions we’d discussed at the summit. The red zones of corruption seemed to pulse ominously, a visual reminder of the enormity of the threat we faced.“You’re brooding again,” Minseok said, his voice pulling me out of my thoughts. He leaned against the doorway, his arms crossed and a faint smile on his lips. “Should I be worried?”“Maybe,” I replied, my tone half-seriou
“Let's get moving, then,” Minseok replied. He stepped forward, drawing his sword and slicing through the vines covering the entrance. We entered cautiously, our eyes darting left and right. My gaze shifted, looking past the monsters to the source of the whispers. "Morveth!!! Face me if you dare!" "Morveth?" They all froze when they heard the name. "Who the hell is Morveth?" In that moment, I realized that I had never mentioned the name of this unknown entity that had been haunting me ever since the first raid we had gone on together. "These monsters aren't mindless beings," I said, cutting through the silence. "I've been hearing voices." "Is that why you're always so jumpy, oppa? Because of these whispers?" "Yes, exactly. And what's worse is... I think I know who it is. Something no one had fathomed, and beyond what we had imagined and the true evil in all of this." There was a heavy pause before anyone spoke up. "So it's Morveth, huh? That son of a bitch..." Na Ri growled.
It wasn’t until we were thirty minutes from landing that Soo Min’s voice shattered the silence. “Uh... guys?” She called out, her tone hesitant and confused. Na Ri turned, raising an eyebrow. “What now?” “There’s... something—or someone—in the cargo hold,” Soo Min said, her voice rising slightly. I stood immediately, my instincts kicking in. “How do you know?” Soo Min gestured to her tablet, where the plane’s internal heat map was displayed. Sure enough, a faint, human-shaped figure glowed in the otherwise empty cargo area. “We didn’t pick anyone up,” Minseok said, already rising to stand beside me. His calm demeanor had shifted, his Guide instincts sharpening. “Let’s check it out.” Na Ri, Hye Jin, and Soo Min followed as we made our way toward the cargo hold. My mind raced through the possibilities. A saboteur? A monster in disguise? Either way, it wasn’t good. ***** Our luggage was safely stowed in the cargo compartment, so whoever was inside had to be another passenger. Wh
"It's this door here." He opened the door, and we walked into the room. There lay my bed exactly how I left it since our lockdown, except for the fact that the sheets were pulled down, exposing the mattress to the world. "That entitled brat, Luna, isn't here to bother us anymore. What else are you going to use this place for? And now that you're free today, I figured, why not make full use of it, right?" My cheeks burned a bright red as I looked around my dormitory. I already knew what Minseok had planned for me today, but I hadn't expected this. "We're doing it here? I-I mean, right now? In this room?" I stammered. "Of course. It's the only place where there'll be no interruptions, and it's big enough for two people. Besides, you said yourself that we haven't done it in a while, didn't you?" "Y-Yeah..." That's right. I've never done it in this room. Not until today. But that doesn't mean I'm ready for it, I thought to myself. What if the others could hear us? We wouldn't be ab
It was the first time I had ever spoken those words out loud. I never would have imagined saying such a thing to another person, yet here I was. He raised an eyebrow and stared at me. "Are you sure about that?" 'Hmm?' I thought. Why wouldn't I be? After all, we've done it many times before... "Just do it while I'm still in the mood." The words escaped my lips without thinking. I regretted them almost immediately, but they were too late. He heard them anyway. "I was only teasing!" I blurted out immediately. His expression turned serious for a moment, but the next second, he smirked. "I like it. You're cute when you tease me." "...Yeah, well, I'm sorry I sound desperate." I wasn't really. I was actually glad he took it so well. "Don't worry. I won't hold it against you," he teased me back. "Let's hold you on your request then." His hand was warm and comforting. I held onto him tightly. I was surprised at how different our bodies felt, though. If I closed my eyes, I could imag
The air was thick with tension, each breath I took feeling heavy as the creature staggered, its form flickering like a dying flame. My mind buzzed, trying to piece together what we had just faced—what we were up against. The Veil was not a simple opponent, not some fleeting threat we could easily brush aside. It was relentless, and it seemed to find new ways to push us to our limits. The creature’s howls echoed in the stillness, but as I looked at it, I realized something even more unnerving. Its body wasn’t just crumbling. It was unraveling. There was something inside it, something far more dangerous than any physical form."Minseok," I whispered, my voice trembling despite myself. "It’s not just a monster, is it? It’s... something more."Minseok’s eyes never left the creature. He was steady, even in the face of the chaos around us. I could see his mind working, always thinking ahead. He was calculating, strategizing, even now, as the creature’s remnants crumbled into the dust of th
The figure before us—this shadowy creature—loomed like a specter in the midst of the darkened forest. My heart hammered in my chest, every beat a reminder that this wasn’t just some mind game. The air crackled with a palpable tension as if the very atmosphere had turned against us.I could feel the heat of Minseok's presence at my side, his hand gripping mine like an anchor in the storm. But it wasn't enough. The pressure was suffocating, and this time, I couldn’t wait for him to act.I could feel it—the surge of energy that always came when I was backed into a corner. The sensation was familiar now, this hum that resonated deep within me. My mind raced, calculating the best course of action, even as fear clawed at the back of my throat. Minseok’s voice broke through the rush of thoughts. "Seojin, stay calm. We’re not alone in this. Whatever happens, don’t lose focus."I swallowed hard, nodding without taking my eyes off the creature in front of us. The figure’s dark, featureless fac
The man’s departure left an odd silence in the air, one that hummed with the tension of uncertainty. We stood at the edge of the safe house, the stone walls half-covered in ivy, the structure itself appearing to blend in with the forest as though it had been abandoned for years. The faint hum of the wind rustling through the trees seemed louder now, as though the world itself was holding its breath.Minseok’s hand tightened around mine again, his grip steady, but there was a flicker of hesitation in his eyes that I couldn’t ignore. "We need to go inside," he said, his voice low, but his usual calm demeanor was tinged with unease. "If he’s right about the Veil knowing we’re here, we might not have much time."I nodded, though the feeling in my chest didn’t subside. Every instinct screamed that something wasn’t right, that the man who’d led us here was hiding something. But I didn’t have time to question it, not now.Together, we stepped toward the small wooden door of the safe house. I
A high-stakes confrontation awaited us. Minseok’s words echoed in my mind as we made our way toward the mountains, the early morning mist swirling around us like an omen. Despite the calm exterior we presented, both of us knew the gravity of what we were about to face. The Veil was more than a looming threat—it was a relentless force that would stop at nothing to devour everything we held dear.The forest ahead was dense, its towering trees casting long shadows across the path. The air was thick with moisture, the earthy smell of wet leaves filling my lungs with each breath. I could hear the distant call of a bird, the only sign of life in the otherwise silent wilderness. It felt like the calm before a storm, and I wasn’t sure if I was ready for what was coming.Minseok’s hand was still in mine, his grip steady and strong, a silent reminder that I wasn’t alone in this. His presence was a comforting anchor, grounding me in the chaos of our mission. But as we walked, I couldn’t shake t
It was an odd sensation, walking alongside Minseok in the dim light of the underground space, his presence both a comfort and a reminder of the growing distance between us. The air felt colder, as if the basement’s chill wasn’t enough to explain the icy tension that hung between us. Every step I took felt heavy with the unspoken words we hadn’t shared. We had come here for answers, but instead, all I felt was a growing sense of dread. The path we were on, no matter how necessary, was unraveling everything we thought we knew."Seojin," Minseok murmured, breaking the silence that had settled around us. His voice was quieter than usual, almost thoughtful. "Are you sure you’re ready for this?"I paused, glancing up at him, surprised by the concern in his eyes. "I don't know," I admitted, my throat tight. "But what else can we do? We’ve already crossed the line." He didn’t respond immediately, as if weighing my words. His eyes were distant, like he was searching for something in the flick
The morning stretched out before me like a long road I wasn’t sure I was ready to walk. Minseok’s presence beside me felt distant, as if a rift had silently formed overnight, pulling us apart. I had no idea how to bridge the silence, especially when I was unsure of how I felt myself. The tension was thick enough to choke on. I had spent so many nights trying to convince myself this wasn’t real—that what Minji had said, what we were facing, couldn’t be the truth. But reality had a way of catching up, no matter how fast you ran.As we walked through the familiar streets, I couldn’t shake the feeling that things weren’t the same anymore. The world, the city, even the air felt different. It was as if everything was holding its breath, waiting for something inevitable to happen. And I couldn’t decide if I was prepared for it or terrified. The silence between Minseok and me felt suffocating, but I didn’t know how to break it. What was I supposed to say? That I was worried? That I didn’t kn
The next morning, the city felt unnaturally quiet, as if it had held its breath overnight, waiting for something to shift. The sun hung low in the sky, casting long shadows on the streets, and I could almost hear the echo of our footsteps from the night before. But today, I wasn’t sure if we were walking toward an answer or deeper into the darkness.Minseok and I had barely exchanged a word since Eunji’s visit. He was quiet, too quiet. His usual confidence was overshadowed by the weight of the previous night's events. As we moved through the bustling streets, the usual vibrancy of the city seemed muted, like the sound had been turned down. People hurried on, heads down, trying to avoid the tension that hung in the air.We reached the outskirts of the district, where the more rundown buildings stood, their walls cracked and weathered. The contrast between the gleaming upper levels of the city and the poverty-stricken lower districts was always jarring, but today it felt like a stark re
The air in the council chambers felt thick, like the weight of unseen expectations pressing against my lungs. Golden light filtered through the high-arched windows, casting long shadows across the polished marble floors. The room, usually a place of cold, calculating decisions, now carried an edge of something else. **Uncertainty.** I sat beside Minseok, my posture deceptively relaxed, though my fingers remained curled against my lap. Across the table, Grand Esper Hwang’s sharp gaze raked over me before settling on Minseok. His disapproval was practically tangible. “The situation is escalating,” he said, his voice measured. “We’ve received word that a faction of Guides is rallying under an unknown leader. They demand reformation—an equal footing with Espers.” I scoffed, leaning back. “Reformation? More like a coup.” Minseok’s fingers tapped lightly against the table, his face unreadable. “How credible is this threat?” Hwang’s lips pressed into a thin line. “Credible enough t
I could barely hear myself breathe over the chaos. The clash of weapons, the crackle of energy, the heavy thuds of bodies hitting the ground—it all blurred together in a cacophony of battle. Every strike I blocked sent vibrations up my arms. Every counter I made was met with resistance. Minseok was right. If we tried to run now, we’d be slaughtered. But if we stayed— I dodged a spear aimed for my gut, twisting to the side before driving my own blade into the enemy’s exposed flank. They barely reacted, as if pain was irrelevant to them. As if they were something beyond human. Which meant they were exactly what I feared. Corrupted. Not just the mindless ones, either. These were the intelligent kind, the ones who still held onto fragments of their former selves. The ones who could strategize. Who could anticipate. Who could corner us if we weren’t careful. I gritted my teeth. We needed to break through. “Soo Min!” I shouted over the chaos. “Do you have enough energy l