Yun-Jin Lee
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Yun-Jin Lee had finished a trial around a hour ago, escaping with her life, even if at was at the expense of other survivors. Now, with nothing to do except wander around the designated survivor area, she was rather bored.
She never got around to being 'chummy' with the other people trapped with her in this strange realm. She would help them in the trails, only if it benefited her, but aside from that, she only looked out for herself.
While most of the other survivors stayed near the campfire, a beacon of warmth and safety, she strayed to the surrounding area. She wasn't bold enough to explore other realms like some others.
Yun-Jin stood near a rather large tree, the crows inside of it cawing as they usually did. She checked her nails, looking at the chipped purple nail polish she had on. She sighed, lowering her hand.
It wasn't until a branch cracked behind the music producer, that she snapped out of her thoughts. She knew it wasn't a killer, they couldn't come near the campfire, but she still whipped around to face whoever was there.