As Jinwoo turns to leave, Song-Yi quickly steps in front of him, blocking his path. Her expression is tense, but there's a fire in her eyes that wasn’t there before. "Wait—Jinwoo." She hesitates for just a second, taking a deep breath before squaring her shoulders."Train me." There’s no trace of the careless girl who once saw school as a waste of time. After the Red Gate, after coming face-to-face with death, she knew she couldn’t afford to stay weak. Her fists clench at her sides, not in fear, but in determination. "I know I’m not strong enough. Not yet. But I don’t want to stand there helpless ever again. I want to fight—I want to survive. And if anyone can teach me how… it’s you." She looks up at him, unwavering.