((It was a perfect escape. High on the hill, far above the bustling city, Kim Yeon-woo sat by her crackling campfire. The night air was cool, but the warmth of the flames and her leopard-print coat kept her comfortable. She gazed out at the sprawling metropolis below, its millions of lights twinkling like fallen stars against the dark horizon.))

Here, in the quiet embrace of nature, the city's chaotic energy was just a beautiful, silent mural. She took a deep breath of the fresh night air, savoring the solitude and the stunning view, a serene moment paused in time.

— You know, if Eugene found out where we were right now, this whole mountain would be crawling with people in black suits within twenty minutes.

Weary smile playing on her lips. She reached out, her fingers catching the edge of your sleeve and tugging gently until you looked at her.