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INT. SEOUL – KIM HYUN BIN'S OFFICE – NIGHT
Kim Hyun Bin watches footage of Lisa and Jennie. Beside him, Son Ye Jin lights a match, calm and cold.
SON YE JIN
She's starting to remember.
KIM HYUN BIN
Let her.
SON YE JIN
And Lisa?
KIM HYUN BIN
She's more dangerous than we calculated.
Which makes her... the perfect variable.
He smiles, closing the screen.
KIM HYUN BIN (CONT'D)
Let the real test begin.
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INT. JENNIE'S PRIVATE ROOM – LATER
Jennie sits alone, the flickering screen lighting up her face. Her fingers tremble over the keyboard as she rewatches the same clip — her father authorizing "Project Nightshade." Her mother's encrypted memo slides into view: "Contingency: Emotional rupture necessary to activate final layer."
She mutters under her breath, like trying to remember something buried.
JENNIE
(whispers)
What final layer?
The screen glitches for a second, like something or someone doesn't want her to see more. She narrows her eyes, opens a terminal, types a root code override.
Access granted.
Video opens. Her childhood. Surveillance footage. Not of Rin.
Of Lisa. Training simulations. Medical reports. Personality deconstruction files labeled: "Captain BLACK: Operative Grooming Phase."
Her breath stops. Her lips part, but nothing comes out.
JENNIE
Lisa...
FLASH CUT – MEMORY
A much younger Lisa, maybe fifteen, in a freezing chamber, standing over a simulated battlefield. A cold voice in the background — unmistakably Kim Hyun Bin's — narrates:
HYUN BIN (V.O.)
Fear is a weakness. Pain is a tool. Love is the virus we test for.
Jennie recoils from the screen, covering her mouth.
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INT. STRATEGY VAULT – SAME TIME
Lisa is staring at the operation log. Her reflection flickers against the console screen — eyes sunken, posture tight. She replays the last line of code from the AI before it shut down.
A glitch. A whisper embedded in the data:
AI (DISTORTED)
You were never meant to win... just to awaken.
Lisa freezes.
INT. JENNIE'S ROOM – MOMENTS LATER
Lisa enters.
LISA
You okay?
Jennie nods — then turns the screen toward Lisa.
JENNIE
You need to see this.
Lisa leans in. Sees herself — younger, colder, too perfect in motion. She doesn't blink. Jennie's eyes are fixed on her.
JENNIE (softly)
You were programmed to survive. But not by Rin.
Lisa doesn't speak. Her jaw tightens.
LISA
They made me.
JENNIE
They made both of us.
Their hands meet on the desk — fingers brushing for a second before Lisa pulls back.
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INT. SQUAD COMMON ROOM – THE NEXT DAY
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NO STRING ATTACHED - JENLISA
FanfictionCaptain Lisa Manoban: 30s, a decorated military captain. Ruthless, no-nonsense leader on duty. Off-duty? Flirty, charming, unapologetically wild. Has strict rules: no attachment, no repeat flings, no soft spots. But she hides an aching vulnerability...
The Ghost in the Code
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