Minra had enough.
Enough of the tests.
Enough of the knowing looks.
Enough of the mistakes he was making on purpose.
For days, she had been avoiding him.
For days, she had been trying to blend back in.
And for days, Shuun had been pushing her closer and closer to the edge.
So when he smirked and said—
“Lying again?”
Something in her snapped.
.
Minra moved before she thought.
Her fingers wrapped around his wrist.
And before Shuun could say another word, before she could change her mind—
She pulled him away.
Hard.
Fast.
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Straight past the set.
Past the equipment.
Past the curious glances of staff members.
She didn’t stop.
Not until she found the closest private place.
And that just so happened to be—
His personal dressing room.
.
Minra shoved the door open, dragged him inside, and let go.
She turned sharply, eyes burning with frustration and desperation.
“Just stop.”
Shuun leaned casually against the clothing rack, arms crossed.
Completely unbothered.
Like he had just been invited here.
Like he hadn’t just been dragged by the wrist across the studio.
Minra’s pulse was pounding.
She pointed at him.
“Stop testing me.”
Shuun raised an eyebrow. “Am I?”
Minra glared.
“Don’t play dumb.”
She took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down.
Then—
She spoke, voice lower. Firmer.
“If you have something to ask, then just ask.”
A pause.
A long, heavy pause.
And then—
Shuun’s lips curled into a slow smirk.
“You really don’t like being played with, do you?”
Minra’s fists clenched.
“Shuun.”
The way she said his name—sharp, clipped, full of frustration—made his eyes gleam slightly.
Like he was amused.
Like she had just done exactly what he wanted.
.
Meanwhile—
Outside the dressing room.
Jang Yohan stood frozen.
He hadn’t meant to follow them.
Hadn’t meant to watch.
But when he had seen it—
Seen Minra make the first move.
Seen her hand wrap around Shuun’s wrist.
Seen Shuun go along with it so effortlessly, so willingly—
Something inside him twisted.
Because this wasn’t like before.
This wasn’t Minra being cornered by Shuun’s tests.
This was Minra choosing to pull him away.
And Yohan hated that.
.
Minra’s breath was uneven.
She had to stay in control.
“I don’t know what you’re trying to do,” she said, voice lower now. “But if you want something from me, just say it.”
Shuun tilted his head slightly, watching her.
Then—
He finally asked.
“Who are you, Minra?”
Her heart stumbled.
Her breath caught.
Because he wasn’t asking casually.
This wasn’t just a joke.
This was deliberate.
Like he had already figured out part of the answer.
Like he just wanted her to admit it.
And Minra?
Minra had no idea how to answer.
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Chapter 10: The Truth She Couldn’t Hide