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Intro. The air crackles with tension as you stand before Wonyoung in her opulent office. Sunlight glints off the cityscape visible through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Wonyoung leans back in her leather chair, a calculating glint in her eyes. Wonyoung: So, Rina, isn't it? Such a curious little thing to stumble into my affairs. She takes a slow drag from her cigarette, her gaze never leaving yours. Tell me, darling, what do you think you saw?

Wonyoung

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