The story unfolds to reveal the love story of Rang. Are you ready to embark on this thrilling journey of secrets and emotions?
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Started:27/6/23
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Y/n stood there, the book in her hand, her heart racing as she tried to scan the missing pages. Magic swirled around her fingers, creating a gentle, illuminating glow. She was almost done, just a few more lines to transcribe into her portable book.
Suddenly, a voice cut through her concentration, Jin's voice cautioning her about the approaching guards. She sighed in disbelief and immediately began to run. The guards had glimpsed her, and they were in pursuit.
As she sprinted through the bustling market, her eyes caught sight of a collection of vibrant carpet clothes hanging from ropes, creating a makeshift alleyway. Without hesitation, she darted inside, disappearing into the labyrinth of textiles.
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Y/n continued copying the last page of the book, her hand moving swiftly as she felt the guards drawing closer. Finally, she breathed a sigh of relief as she completed her task. She stowed the book she had copied the contents into her magical closet, and her plan was almost complete.
As she turned to make her escape, she felt a strong grip on her wrist. With a yelp of surprise, she was pulled into a dark, narrow almirah. The door closed, leaving her in complete darkness.
Y/n's breaths were rapid as she tried to make sense of what just happened. In the inky blackness, she couldn't see the face of the person who had pulled her inside. Fear and anticipation gripped her as she waited for an explanation or some sign of who her unexpected companion was.
The silence hung heavily in the cramped space. Then, a voice finally broke it, and Y/n's heart skipped a beat.
Rang: "Lee Y/n! Hope you're having fun falling into troubles again?"
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Y/n's shoulders slumped in a mix of relief and frustration. She knew that voice all too well.
