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Survival - Warfare - Chapter 57

I made a short edit for Seokjin's past love tragedy above! The average lover he lost in a car accident! So please watch it ^^

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Throwback to Taehyung's Birthday ceremony: Sora X Yuri on Rooftop

I gulped and briefly glanced at Yuri, who was quietly sipping wine from her glass while she gazed at the snowy scenery before us.

''Why'd you follow me here,'' I mumbled, glancing towards the drifting snow.

''To make sure you don't freeze to death,'' Yuri smirked sarcastically.

''You wouldn't be laughing if you were me,'' I rolled my eyes at her.

''You'd be forcing a laugh too if you were in my shoes,'' Yuri replied, leaning over the railing to peep down the building, then turned to smile at me.

''At least they don't call you hurtful nicknames,'' I grumbled, glancing away from her to wipe the tear stains off my cheeks. Yuri smiles and turns to look at me with a defeated expression.

''I remember the first snow... when the mansion was burning,'' Yuri sighed, glancing away with a bitter look.

''You were there? The day the Seoul mansion burned?'' I questioned, darting her a surprised look.

''I was. My father took me to the mansion when it was in flames. We were supposed to pick up my aunt (Bogum's mother). The first lady escaped the fire by herself. My father was waiting to escort her to safety when she argued with him and headed back into the burning mansion,'' Yuri nodded at me.

''So you were a witness,'' I whispered, trying to recall my earlier memories.

''My father... I've never seen him so upset. He went after his sister into the burning mansion while I waited in our old truck... the first snow landing on my skin while I stared at the glowing flames. My father returned later, but he was alone. My aunt nor Park Jihyun was present, and we left the burning mansion without them,'' She nodded, glancing down at her glass of wine.

''You don't like the first snow?'' I questioned, curiously examining her pained expression.

''My parents... got into a big fight. My father threw a tantrum after he returned from the burning mansion. He wasn't himself that night... he was... so angry... devastated. So he unleashed his anger on my mother. She took all the physical pain he inflicted on her... and I couldn't help her. I've never seen him in such an infuriated state before... It terrified my mother. So she took me and his truck... we left the madman- until our truck flipped over. The next thing I knew- eomma was crushed against the steering wheel with blood... dripping all over her body... I was in pain... I tried reaching out for her... but my fingers never grazed her poor soul... the first snow drifting between us while I cried for her,'' Yuri sniffled. I noticed a hint of tears in her eyes, but she quickly blinked it away.

''I'm sorry. If it weren't for the society's dispute... maybe your mother-''

''Don't be sorry. It's the corrupted men. They ruin our lives to achieve their selfish desire. They expect us to bow down before them to assert their dominance. They assume they can do whatever the fuck they want with us. Power... money... pleasure... that's all they care about. And we end up suffering from their oppression- bearing all the pains. They love it. Our misery and submission. They believe... it makes them a man to have us kneel before them,'' Yuri gritted in discontent. I quietly smiled at her as she turned to look at me with a beaten expression. She's right.