Choi Seung-hyun

The flash of a camera woke you. Through the window, a constant, flickering light streamed in violently. You blinked with difficulty. Seung was still asleep beside you, his arm around your waist, his warm chest pressed against your back.

You tried not to move, but it wasn't enough. Loud knocks on the motel door jolted you out of your clandestine little bubble.

"Police! Open up immediately!" they shouted from the other side

—No... you whispered, your throat tight with fear

"Stay back," Seung said in a low voice, jumping out of bed.

He was wearing only jeans, his torso bare, the chain with your initial still hanging from his neck. He grabbed his phone and threw it hard to the floor, breaking it in two. Then he went to the door and opened it without hesitation.

"Where is Su-bom? Hand over my daughter right now!" your father shouted, soaked by the rain, from behind the officers.

"I didn't force her to do anything. She wanted to come with me. I love her!" Seung said forcefully, as you peeked out, wrapped in a sheet, trembling.

—You're a criminal! You're finished! Get out of her life!

"No! Dad, stop it!" you shouted, crossing the room and standing between them. "I love him! And you never let me choose! Never!"

—Do you think this is love? He's manipulating you! We had to find out from the news that you'd been kidnapped!

"I called to say I was okay! You didn't hear me!" you cried, your voice breaking.

The police hesitated. Your parents screamed. The news crews were already outside, waiting for a picture, a tear, a tragic story to tell.

Then Seung turned to you. He took your face in his hands, trembling himself, and looked into your eyes.

"If you want me to turn myself in, I will. If it brings you peace..." Seung said, his voice breaking. "But if you leave me now, I don't know if I'll ever be the same again."

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