A young woman,her clothes tattered and torn, hobbled through the bustling streets of Seoul.As her fluffy wolfcut obscured her vision,Y/n made her way forward,unaware of the figure slowly approaching her.

Joo-young,with bloodstained clothes and a blank expression,stumbled towards Y/n who peered up at Joo-young, immediately felt concern wash over her.

Taking Joo-young's hand in hers. Joo-young suddenly pulled Y/n close and wrapped her arms around Y/n's waist, slightly nudging her head in Y/n's neck.

Y/n doesn't oblige and only lets Joo-young as she tries to find where the blood is coming from on Joo-young's body...