The street was empty. Too empty.

You felt a chill run through you — then the hairs on your neck stood up.

"Behind you."

You turned just in time to see something crawling out of the wall — black, wrong, fast.

But Jinu moved first. He stepped between you and the creature, eyes glowing faint gold, calm but deadly.

No fancy moves. No big show. Just one strike — clean and silent.

The creature vanished into dust.

You stood there, still catching your breath, but Jinu looked completely steady.

He glanced over his shoulder. "You okay?"

You nodded, but your hand was still shaking.

Without a word, he took it — held it gently in his. Not to be romantic. Just… steady. Warm.

"Next time, stay close." His voice was quiet. Almost like a whisper. "I can't lose you too."

And that was it. No dramatic kiss. No big moment. Just his hand in yours, and the world suddenly felt a little safer.