CHARACTERS
YN
Introverted, observant, soft-spoken
Sweet and empathetic, but sarcastic when nervous
Innocent in love, not naive-she feels deeply but hides it well
Carries quiet trauma from losing her family
Hates being a burden; survival taught her to endure silently
Kim Taehyung
CEO, wealthy, feared, respected
Emotionally distant, cold-faced, controlled
Used to power, obedience, and getting what he wants
Marriage is political/emotional convenience, not love
When he wants something, he becomes relentless
Lee Seo-yeon
Warm, successful, outwardly perfect
Married for stability/status rather than love
Exhausted by constant arguments and emotional neglect
Unaware that her act of kindness sets everything in motion
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Chapter 1
The city did not look dangerous at night. That was the lie YN used to believe.
Streetlights, and neon signs made it almost pretty, and the sound of distant traffic gives a false sense of movement as if danger could not happen where everything was always in motion.
She learned otherwise tonight that refused to leave her body after two hours.
She had always known where she stood in a room. Never at the center, or asking for attention.
Unlike Lee Seo-yeon
Even years ago when she had first met Seo-Yeon she had been tall, and beautiful. Back then, she hadn’t been taken over her family business yet but even in her early twenties, she carried the confidence. Back then YN was a shy need hiding behind her glasses.
YN sat on the edge of a bus stop bench, knees pulled close to her chest, fingers shaking as she tried to steady her breathing.She had run out of her apartment, scared in the middle of night, grabbing what she could in a duffle bag. Her phone lay in her palm, screen dark, reflection faintly showing a girl she barely recognized.
Her pink cardigan was torn at the sleeve. She kept staring at it.
"You're fine," she whispered to herself. "You're okay."
Not the bruise blooming along her wrist. The scrape on her collarbone stung every time she inhaled.
She look at the fabric how easily it had ripped, how fragile it looked now, like it had always been waiting to fall apart.
You should have held it tighter, a voice whispered in her head.
You should have been more careful.
YN swallowed hard. She did not cry. Crying felt like admitting something had happened, and she wasn't ready to face it.
Instead, she pressed her nails into her palm until it sting.
Her family was gone. Her parents, years ago. There was an uncle who stopped answering calls. Cousins drifted away when grief became inconvenient.
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Affairs (KTH) ✓
Fanfiction"Do you know what you're doing to me?" pause. "You're seducing me." To him, it's desire. To YN, it's a knife twisting in an already open wound. *** YN, a quiet, emotionally scarred young woman with no family left, stumbles into the luxurious world...
