Finale to Lovers in the Night.
"The realms are inching toward destruction, and the only way we can prevent that is to change the past."
In which Yoojung, the only half-Vampire, half-Human alive, is prompted by the six Vampire princes to turn back ti...
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Since that kiss, they hadn't spoken.
When Yoojung returned to Gyuri and Zaire, they asked where Ni-ki was. The still-stunned girl simply replied, "He had to go somewhere."
The tension between the two hung heavy in the air, a palpable barrier that kept them apart in the aftermath of their unexpected encounter on the rooftop. Each passing day seemed to stretch on endlessly, filled with awkward silences and furtive glances exchanged between them.
Ni-ki retreated into solitude once again, returning to the uncomfortable window sill outside Yoojung's home. The memory of their kiss haunted him like a specter, a constant reminder of the boundaries he had crossed and the consequences he now faced.
Yoojung, too, withdrew into herself, burying her emotions beneath a façade of indifference as she struggled to make sense of the tangled mess of feelings that churned within her. The sting of Ni-ki's indirect rejection lingered, a bitter reminder of the vulnerability she had allowed herself to embrace.
In the wake of their shared moment of weakness, they tiptoed around each other, careful to avoid any further confrontation that might dredge up the painful memories they both sought to forget. And so, they remained trapped in a delicate dance of avoidance, each longing for resolution yet unable to bridge the widening chasm that separated them.
Yoojung and Gyuri strolled through the bustling streets, their footsteps echoing against the pavement as they navigated the vibrant tapestry of the city. Despite the lively atmosphere that surrounded them, there was a palpable tension in the air, an unspoken barrier that hung between them like a heavy fog.
Gyuri glanced sideways at Yoojung, concern etched into the furrow of her brow as she noted the distant look in her eyes. She had sensed her growing distance in recent days, a subtle shift in her demeanor that spoke volumes without uttering a single word.
"Are you okay, Yoojung? You've been off for a while now," Gyuri ventured, her voice soft with genuine concern. She finally voiced the concern she felt.
Yoojung forced a smile, though it failed to reach her eyes. "I'm fine," she replied, her tone strained with the weight of unspoken emotions. "Just lost in thought, I guess."
Gyuri nodded understandingly, though the worry lingered in her gaze. She wished her friend would be honest with her, though he knew better than to press her further, respecting her need for space even as she longed to ease the burden that weighed heavily on her friend's shoulders.
"If there is anything that bothers you, let me know. Okay?" Yoojung nodded gratefully, however she couldn't help but feel hurt that soon Gyuri, her closest friend, would forget about her existence. The person, who once cared about Yoojung so much, soon wouldn't even remember she even cared about anyone named Yoojung. Thus, Yoojung couldn't help but relish in Gyuri's care.
As they continued their leisurely stroll through the city streets, Yoojung's mind drifted back to the events that had unfolded between her and Ni-ki on the rooftop. The memory of their brief but intense encounter sent a shiver down her spine, stirring a tumult of conflicting emotions within her.
