Todos los capítulos de My Model (BL): Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

Flashback – 10 Years AgoSeraphim Lab 7 – The Underground CompoundThe world smelled like rust and bleach.The lights never flickered. They buzzed constantly—too white, too sterile. The walls were metal. Cold. Soundless.And the cages?They were small enough for a child to curl into but never stand straight.She had learned not to stand straight.Hana sat cross-legged in the far corner of her cell. Her knees hugged to her chest. The thin cotton uniform they gave her was soaked in yesterday’s blood—not hers.It never was.She didn’t cry anymore.The other children did.Screamed. Begged.She just waited.Waited for him.He came after lights-out when the doctors were done experimenting.He came quietly—always barefoot—and slipped into the shadows beside her cage.“Ji-hwan,” she whispered the night she first saw him.He didn’t answer. Just pressed his hand through the bars, as if that one touch made the world softer.“Why are you in here?” she asked.He didn’t answer that either.But even

Basement – Cryogenic Vault beneath the Lee EstateSteam hissed from the edges of the cryo-pod as the old metal seal broke for the first time in decades.Sang-woo’s breath caught.Inside the glass capsule, a figure stirred. Male. Muscular. Bare-chested, but covered in strange black scars that pulsed with red light beneath his skin. His hair was dark, but streaked with gray like ash. His face was—Too familiar.He looked like Sang-woo. Older. Hardened. With sharper eyes and the same slanted jawline.Koji stepped back, eyes narrowed. “I wasn’t expecting him to awaken this soon.”“You planned this?” Sang-woo demanded.Koji didn’t answer.The pod door clicked. Then opened.The man stepped out barefoot, droplets of frozen condensation dripping from his skin. His eyes opened slowly, cold, intelligent, and terrifying.And the moment he saw Sang-woo, he stopped.“You…”His voice was rough, unused.“You’re mine.”Upstairs – Lee Estate Drawing RoomDevin stood at the large window, arms crossed,

Lee Estate – Rooftop, 11:32 PMThe fire raged across the eastern walls as masked assassins climbed over the last barricade. Devin stood on the rooftop balcony, sniper in hand, breathing slowly despite the chaos.Behind him, Yuri pulled her hood up, wind whipping her coat as she stared at the silhouettes emerging from the smoke."They're here for me," she muttered.Devin loaded another round into the rifle. "Then let them try."Just as he aimed, a sleek figure leapt onto the rooftop from a wire above. The masked attacker was fast—too fast—and landed directly between them.Devin turned, but not quickly enough.The attacker moved with a dancer’s grace, striking Devin in the ribs. The butt of a dagger slammed into his side, and he grunted, staggering back.Yuri’s eyes widened as the mask slipped.It was Ren.Koji’s twin. Devin’s old friend."Missed me?" Ren said with a smirk before kicking Devin backward onto the gravel.Blood spilled from Devin’s side.Yuri screamed his name.South Corri

Present Day — Lee Estate, DawnSmoke still curled in soft spirals from the cracked tiles of the courtyard. The sun hadn’t fully risen, but its pale gold light broke through the clouds, casting a gentle glow over the battlefield.The bodies had been cleared. The blood scrubbed away. But the scars—on the land, on the hearts of those who survived—remained.Yuri stood barefoot in the cold grass, her jacket draped loosely over her shoulders. The dagger no longer hovered or glowed. It now lay dormant, resting in her palm like a sleeping ember.She closed her fingers over it.“He’s really gone,” she murmured.Devin stepped behind her, hand brushing against her back. “He died proud of you. That’s more than most of us get.”She didn’t speak. Her fingers trembled slightly around the dagger.“I buried him,” Devin added. “With his sword. No name. Just the symbol.”Yuri nodded once. “Thank you.”Inside the Mansion – Sang-woo’s QuartersSang-woo sat at the edge of his bed, arms bandaged, ribs bruis

Lee Estate – Midnight, Garden CourtyardYuri stood beneath the lantern tree, the case Koji had given her clutched tightly to her chest.A sister.The word spun in her mind like a storm.She had always believed she was alone. That her pain, her inheritance, the flame—was hers and hers alone to bear.But Vector… had hidden a child.A sibling.Alive?Dead?Used?Forgotten?Her breath trembled in the dark.Behind her, Devin approached, his boots crunching the gravel softly.“You’re awake,” he said.“I couldn’t sleep.”He nodded and moved to stand beside her. He didn’t ask about the case in her hands. He didn’t need to.“I always wondered,” Yuri murmured. “Why did my father never break. Even when the council tried to silence him. Even when the world called him a monster.”Devin’s gaze turned toward the stars.“Because he was hiding something worth living for.”Yuri opened the case again.There it was: the photo of a woman—her mother—holding a child with white-blonde hair. A medical band wa