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As the intense planning session drew to a close, Iseul found herself lost in the myriad thoughts swirling in her mind, the weight of their mission's gravity hanging over her like a shroud

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As the intense planning session drew to a close, Iseul found herself lost in the myriad thoughts swirling in her mind, the weight of their mission's gravity hanging over her like a shroud.

San approached her, his expression a mix of determination and concern. "Are you okay to get home?"

Iseul glanced up, a small nod affirming her readiness. "Yes, I'll manage. Thank you."

San's gaze softened, a silent understanding passing between them. "Let me walk you home, just to be sure."

She hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement, appreciative of his gesture.

As they left the hideout, the city draped in the dim glow of streetlights, their steps fell into an easy rhythm, a comfortable silence enveloping them.

With the weight of the evening's events lingering between them, neither spoke.

Their shared silence held a sense of mutual understanding-a silent reassurance amidst the chaos of their reality.

Iseul stole a glance at San, the moonlight casting a soft glow on his features.

His resolute demeanor softened in these quieter moments, a side of him she rarely saw amidst their intense missions.

"Thank you," she finally spoke, breaking the silence as they neared her home.

"For walking me home and for being there."

San's gaze met hers, a trace of a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Anytime, Iseul. We're in this together."

Her heart fluttered at his words, a subtle warmth blossoming within her as they reached her doorstep.

As she turned to bid him goodnight, their eyes met in an unspoken moment.

The silence held a depth of emotion, their unspoken feelings echoing amidst the stillness of the night.

"Goodnight, San," she murmured, a softness in her voice.

"Goodnight, Iseul," he replied, a gentle warmth coloring his tone before he turned, disappearing into the night.

"Goodnight, Iseul," he replied, a gentle warmth coloring his tone before he turned, disappearing into the night

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this chapter and the previous one were supposed to be one single chapter but like wtv

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