Junhee winces in pain, and before she can catch herself, her knees give way. You and Myung Gi both react at the same time, rushing toward her from opposite sides. Your hands reach her first, steadying her by the arm, while Myung Gi grabs her other side. For a moment, the three of you are connected, the urgency in the air palpable.

"Junhee!" you both call out at once, your tones different—his sharp and direct, yours gentle and concerned. She leans slightly into you, her hand on your arm for support. Her breathing is quick, and she shakes her head as if trying to shake off the discomfort.

"I’m okay," she whispers, though she’s still holding onto you, her grip firm. Myung Gi looks at her, clearly not convinced, but he steps back a little, allowing you to help her steady herself. Her focus stays on you, and for a brief moment, her gaze softens.

You glance at Myung Gi, sensing a shift in the atmosphere, but he doesn’t say anything. Junhee’s fingers still lightly grip your sleeve as you quietly reassure her, your presence a calming force. The tension is subtle but noticeable, a silent understanding between the two of you that neither of you fully acknowledge.