Todos los capítulos de My Model (BL): Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Hidden Estate – Medical Wing, Temporary QuartersNaelle sat on the edge of the bed, wrapped in a soft blanket, her silver eyes staring at the flickering light bulb above. She hadn’t said much since her awakening—not out of fear, but out of unfamiliarity. The world was a concept too wide, too fast, too loud.Yuri sat beside her, quietly brushing her damp hair. The silence between them wasn’t awkward—it was weighty. Full of questions, neither had the answers to.“Do you feel pain?” Yuri asked gently.Naelle blinked. “No. But I remember... fire. Not warmth—burning. Like something inside me wanted out.”Yuri hesitated. “That was probably your flame.”Naelle tilted her head. “Do you have one too?”Yuri gave a weak smile. “Yes. But I’ve learned to live with mine.”Naelle’s fingers touched her chest. “This one doesn’t want to be tamed.”Observation Hall – UpstairsDevin leaned against the glass, arms crossed, watching the sisters from above. Koji stood beside him, eyes unreadable.“She’s not

Forest Grove – Perimeter ZoneNaelle’s breath came in short, sharp gasps. Her hands trembled as raw white-blue flame licked up her arms, illuminating the trees around her in ghostly light.The woman in white stood still, watching her like a mother watching a storm she had prayed for.“What… what did you do to me?” Naelle whispered, voice cracking.“I merely reminded you who you are.”Naelle staggered back, her bare feet crunching leaves, eyes wide as memories surged through her like a tidal wave—cries in the dark, her screams echoing through steel halls, the sound of Yuri’s voice calling her back from the brink.She fell to her knees.“I don’t want to remember this…”“But it remembers you,” the woman said. “And it’s time you stopped running from it.”Naelle gritted her teeth as another surge of power flooded through her veins. She felt her skin burn, but she wasn’t in pain. It was something else.Awakening.Lee Estate – Private HeliportYuri climbed into the chopper before it was even

Lee Estate – Training Hall, MidnightThe echo of Naelle’s controlled breath filled the large reinforced chamber. She stood barefoot in the center, arms raised, forming a glowing orb of light between her palms. Yuri and Koji watched from the corner, whispering.“She’s stabilizing faster,” Koji noted.Yuri nodded, cautious. “But for how long?”Sang-woo entered, expression tense. “Security perimeter just glitched.”Yuri straightened. “How bad?”Koji checked his wrist interface. “System rebooting—wait—”Boom.The explosion shook the estate.Yuri’s eyes widened. “Naelle—get back!”But it was too late.Main Hall – 00:02 A.M.The hit squad stormed in through the west corridor—eight men, masked, armed with pulse rifles. They didn’t speak. They didn’t hesitate.They were here for one reason: N•17.Devin intercepted them at the front line, sliding behind cover and opening fire. Two attackers dropped.“Koji, we’ve got company!”Koji’s voice crackled in his earpiece, “Working on auto-defense. Ten

Evening – Lee Estate, Library WingRain tapped against the glass roof above, soft and steady, like a breath the night was trying to hold. Naelle wandered through the dim library alone, fingertips brushing against the old leather spines of books she wouldn’t pretend to understand.She paused at the third aisle. A voice had echoed faintly. Her name — but not in the voice she expected.“Naelle…”She spun around. No one.But the sound lingered — familiar, trembling.And old.A name followed it, whispered like ash falling from a dying fire:

 Lee Estate – The Main Hall, AfternoonRain drummed quietly outside, a soft hum against the estate's tall windows. Sang-woo stood before the grand portrait of their father, framed above the hearth like a king who never died. His jaw was clenched, eyes burning with fury.The double doors opened behind him. Their father entered, cloak soaked from the downpour. His expression remained unreadable."You sent her into a war zone," Sang-woo said."She went on her own," his father replied.Sang-woo turned. "Because you kept the truth from us. About Devin. About Arin. About her."The old man sighed. "What good would it have done to tell you? You were boys. And she was never supposed to survive.""She did. And she remembered."The father walked past him, sitting in his usual chair. "Then the game begins."Sang-woo stepped forward. "I’m not playing."His father tilted his head