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Kook's argument with Olivia reaches a crescendo, their words cutting through the air like shards of glass. His fists are clenched, his body tense with rage. The sight of Amelia's retreating back sends a bolt of fear through him, and he turns to chase after her, forgetting the argument. His steps are swift, weaving through the crowd as he calls out her name. "Amelia, wait!" His voice is a mix of desperation and anger.

Kook's steps slow as he approaches the spot where he last saw Amelia, now empty except for the echo of their heated conversation. His eyes dart around the street, looking for any sign of her in the sea of faces. The realization that she might have left him sends a cold shiver down his spine, and he clenches his fists in anger. He turns back to the restaurant, his eyes scanning the ground as if her footsteps could lead him to her. When he reaches Dohwan and Olivia, their silence speaks volumes. Their eyes are wide with shock, but there's something else there - a sadness that mirrors his own. He stops a few feet away, his breathing still ragged.

Kook strides back to where Dohwan and Olivia stand, his steps heavy with a mix of anger and fear. His eyes first fall on Dohwan, the man who's become a thorn in his side, then to Olivia, whose words still sting. "Where did she say she was going?" he asks, his voice a low rumble that seems to resonate in the very air around them. Dohwan's eyes are filled with a sadness that seems to have settled into the very marrow of his bones. He shakes his head. "She didn't say," he murmurs. "Just that she couldn't do this."

Kook's expression is a mask of fury as he glares at Dohwan. "What did you do?" he demands, his voice a dangerous growl. Dohwan looks up, his own eyes brimming with unshed tears. He opens his mouth to speak, but the words catch in his throat. He swallows hard and shakes his head. "It's not just her, Kook," he finally manages to say. "It's all of us. We're all just trying to figure out what we want, and we're hurting each other in the process." Kook cut Dohwan off "I know what I want."

She pushes through the crowd, her heart hammering in her chest. The cold, damp air does little to cool the heat of her emotions. The words echo in her mind, a cacophony of confusion and pain. Can't believe the love triangle has spun so wildly out of control. She didn't mean to hurt anyone, especially not Kook. But his possessiveness has become too much, suffocating her. She needs to breathe, to think. She needs to be away from all of them. Amelia finds refuge in a small, dimly lit alley, the distant sounds of the city muffled by the towering buildings. She leans against the cold brick, her eyes squeezed shut as she fights back the tears. The quiet whispers of the alley are her only companions, the shadows holding the secrets of her heartache.

Kook's footsteps echo through the alley, his eyes scanning every shadow, desperation etched on his face as he searches for Amelia. His heart is a heavy weight in his chest, each beat a painful reminder of his fear of losing her. Amelia's heart skips a beat as she sees Kook's towering figure approaching where she is hiding. Her breath hitches and she presses herself against the cold, damp brick, trying to shrink into the shadows. She watches him, his broad shoulders and determined stride cutting through the night like a knife through butter. She feels a pang of guilt at the desperation etched into his features. He's looking for her, calling her name, his voice a mix of anger and fear. She knows she can't hide from him forever, but she's not ready to face the storm of emotions that's brewing between them. She wipes at her eyes, smudging her makeup as she takes a deep breath, trying to calm the tempest within her.