My Model (BL)
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The ground shook beneath their feet, the forest lit by an inferno.
Naelle gasped for breath, clutching Yoon-min’s arm. He leaned against Soo-ah, too weak to stand on his own, but his eyes held a spark of life again.
Sang-woo stood apart, his chest heaving, his fists still trembling from the fight. His gaze lingered on the flames consuming the bunker. He knew — they all knew — Lazarus had survived.
This wasn’t over.
But as Yoon-min whispered a faint “thank you,” and Soo-ah held him tighter, they also knew something else.