San took a deep breath, his fingers still gripping the dagger tightly. His eyes stared at the girl without expression, yet beneath his calm facade, his mind was in turmoil.

The princess remained silent, though she could see the sharp gleam of the weapon in his hand. The air between them was so still that only the whisper of the wind and the rapid beating of her heart could be heard.

San finally spoke, his voice low and almost a whisper.

"Are you not afraid of death?"

The girl swallowed hard, but instead of stepping back, she looked deeper into his eyes. As if trying to read something—hesitation, pain, or perhaps... a small hope that he wouldn’t have to go through with this.

**[ WELCOME TO AU ATEEZ!  CHOI SAN IS HERE! HAVE A GOOD TIME<3 ]**