Ryujin.

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Ryueji. "Sit next to me or kick me out?"

Ryujin got drunk. Not for courage, but to drown out the voice that had been whispering for years, "She's not yours." At three in the morning, she stood outside Yeji's door, leaning against the frame. No one answered her knock. Alpha was about to leave when the lock clicked.

"Are you crazy?" Yeji, sleepy and wearing a stretched-out T-shirt, looked frightened. "What time is it?"

Ryujin stepped inside. Yeji backed away, but the alpha caught up with her at the wall, pinning her with his shoulders.

“I want you,” Ryujin breathed out, her voice seething with anger, longing, and despair.

“You’re drunk,” Yeji pressed her palms against her chest, pushing her away. “Get out.”

"Yes, I'm drunk. But I'm telling the truth," Ryujin didn't move.

• And I say, take your hands off.

Silence fell between them. A second. Another. Yeji pushed her harder, but Ryujin didn't even flinch.

"Go away," Yeji repeated more quietly, looking away. "Don't. Please..."

Ryujin looked at her trembling lips, her clenched fists. And she realized: she was pushing her away not because she didn't want to. But because she was afraid.

"Are you afraid?" the alpha asked harshly and... tiredly.

“I’m afraid of myself with you…” Yeji exhaled.

And Ryujin retreated. She staggered, leaned her back against the wall, and slid to the floor.

“Then keep being afraid,” she whispered, closing her eyes. “But I’ve gotten used to it.”

Yeji stood over her, biting her lips, and didn’t know what to do: either kick her out or sit next to her.