My Model (BL)
Seoul’s skyline glimmered beneath the rising sun, but the city’s streets were far from calm. The leaks from Project Kestrel had sent shockwaves across international media. Screens flashed with names, faces, and secrets that had been buried for decades. Government offices were in lockdown, security agencies scrambled, and whispers of resignations and cover-ups filled the air like a poison mist.
Inside the safe house, the team remained tense. Soo-ah sat at the table, fingers tapping rhythmically on the surface. The adrenaline from the night’s infiltration had faded, leaving only exhaustion and a lingering sense of disbelief.