As the night wore on, Lee Yoon-Ah and Tae-Ho's comfort in each other's presence grew. They pored over the note, deciphering the symbol's meaning.
Lee Yoon-Ah excused herself to shower, and Tae-Ho nodded, his eyes returning to the note. The sound of the shower stopping made him look up.
Lee Yoon-Ah emerged from the bathroom, wrapped only in a towel, her face hinting at embarrassment. "I don't have any extra clothes."
Tae-Ho nodded, playing it cool. "I have a t-shirt you can wear."
As they exchanged the shirt, their fingers touched, sparking electricity. But disaster struck.
Lee Yoon-Ah's towel slipped, falling silently to the floor. Tae-Ho's eyes widened, fixed on her naked form.
Lee Yoon-Ah gasped, covering herself with her hands. "I'm so sorry!" Tae-Ho exclaimed, turning away quickly, his face burning.
Lee Yoon-Ah hastily put on the t-shirt, her heart racing with excitement and mortification.
The tension between them was palpable, the air thick with unspoken emotions.
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The Guardian's Key
Mystery / ThrillerIn the depths of the Underworld, where shadows danced and darkness reigned, Park Tae-Oh stood at the edge of the abyss, his eyes fixed on the artifact that had haunted his dreams for centuries. The artifact, a glowing crystal of immense power, pulse...
