Part 90

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The moment that voice cut through the tense air, you felt a shift.

The grip on your wrists loosened slightly-just enough to let you breathe. But before anyone could react further, Niki moved.

Fast.

With a deadly precision, he strode forward and grabbed the boy named -Yeonjun by the collar, slamming him back against the wall so hard that the impact echoed through the hallway.

With a deadly precision, he strode forward and grabbed the boy named -Yeonjun by the collar, slamming him back against the wall so hard that the impact echoed through the hallway

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Yeonjun barely had time to react before Niki's fist connected with his face.

Crack.

A brutal punch, sharp and unforgiving.

"You have the guts to touch my Noona."

Ningning and Giselle instantly let go of you, stepping back in shock, but Karina— Karina still held on, her fingers ghosting over your throat as if reluctant to let go.

You turned to her, confused, but something else caught your attention.

Her dress.

Her dress

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Pink. Soft. Feminine.

Not her usual style.

Karina never wore pastels even such shades in Milan and even from Winter, you got to know about her personality and she hates pink. She always leaned towards dark, sleek, and powerful aesthetics. But tonight-tonight she looked almost... like you.

Your brows furrowed slightly, your mind processing the details, but her attention wasn't on you anymore. You pried her hands off from you and stepped back.

She was staring past you.

At Heeseung.

To impress him?

Before you could analyze further, a warm hand wrapped around your wrist, gently tugging you away.

Sunghoon pulled you into his arms, his hold firm yet tender. You could feel the steady rhythm of his heartbeat as he whispered against your temple, his voice soft and reassuring.

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