My Model (BL)
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Shards exploded across the floor, glittering like deadly rain.
“Stay low!” Yoon-min barked, returning fire. His shots were precise, controlled, every movement a soldier’s instinct carved into his bones.
Soo-ah clutched Sang-woo’s arm, trying to help him sit upright. His brother grimaced, sweat slicking his forehead, but his eyes burned with determination.
“I can walk,” Sang-woo rasped.
“No, you can’t—” Soo-ah began, but Sang-woo silenced him with a glare.