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harin sits alone at the oak window table, holding her phone up in front-camera mode and pinching her blunt bangs into place with a fierce, determined look, lips pressed tight like an athlete before a match, warm sunlight on her face; keep a simple background of the white brick wall at the upper right.
서른일곱 번째 소개팅. 이번엔 무조건 이긴다.
doyun stands beside the oak table giving a slight polite bow with a gentle smile, one hand resting on his blazer button; harin looks up at him from her seat, lowering her phone, a practiced pleasant smile forming; monstera plants and sunny window behind; keep a simple background of the white brick wall at the upper left.
서하린 씨 맞으시죠? 강도윤입니다.
harin's upturned cat-like eyes on the left and doyun's droopy eyes behind gold-rimmed glasses on the right lock onto each other, both pupils contracting sharply, a thin crackle of white light running between their gazes, soft blurred café background.
찌릿
On the snowy red bridge at night, harin_past drives her red-tasseled sword into doyun_past's chest while doyun_past, pulled close as if embracing her, has his sword arm extended past her shoulder with the blade hidden behind her back; both faces frozen in shock inches apart, snow swirling, red lanterns glowing, desaturated ink-wash blues with crimson accents.
Back in the sunny café, harin is stuck half-risen from her chair and doyun is frozen mid-bow, both completely motionless and pale with beads of sweat, while other customers in the background chat and sip drinks obliviously.
harin on the left grips the table edge with wide trembling eyes and a sweat drop on her temple; doyun on the right stands very still, light glinting off his glasses so his eyes are unreadable, a faint tight line at his mouth; keep a simple background of the white brick wall across the top.
저 얼굴... 백랑 장군이다.
드디어 눈이 마주쳤군.
harin and doyun now sit across the oak table both beaming dazzling exaggerated smiles, eyes closed in crescents, sparkly pastel flowers and glitter floating around them, but harin's hand under the table is clenched into a white-knuckled fist; keep a simple background of the sunny window at the top.
어머~ 사진보다 훨씬 좋으시네요!
하하, 하린 씨야말로요.
A young café server in a brown apron holds a notepad beside the table; harin raises one finger to order with a sweet smile, while doyun leans forward slightly with intense eyes and a flat polite smile; keep a simple background of the espresso counter at the upper right.
아이스 아메리카노요.
저도요. 완전히 똑같은 걸로요.
Two identical tall glasses of iced americano with ice cubes sit exactly in the center of the oak table, condensation beading; at the edges of the frame, a woman's hand with a red string bracelet and a man's hand with a navy sleeve hover still, neither touching the glasses.
doyun serenely pulls an ornate antique silver spoon from his blazer's inner pocket and dips it into his iced americano, inspecting the spoon with calm scholarly focus; harin across from him stares with a frozen half-smile, straw paused at her lips.
harin's completely deadpan face, eyelids half lowered, one eyebrow slightly raised, holding her iced coffee straw; keep a simple background of the white brick wall at the left.
...그건 왜 들고 다니세요?
doyun smiles brightly and wipes the silver spoon with a napkin as if it were the most normal thing; harin in the foreground left, slightly blurred, narrows her cat eyes; keep a simple background of the sunny window at the upper right.
아, 위생상요. 세상이 험하잖아요.
은수저 독 검사... 이 자식 기억하네.
harin leans forward with her chin resting on her hand, a sweet predatory smile, eyes glinting like a cat stalking prey, sunlight rimming her bob; keep a simple background of the white brick wall at the upper left.
도윤 씨, 혹시 겨울 좋아하세요?
doyun takes a calm sip of iced americano through a straw, his gold-rimmed glasses flashing white with reflected light, mouth curved in a thin knowing smile; keep a simple background of monstera leaves at the upper right.
싫어합니다. 특히 눈 오는 다리 위요.
harin and doyun sit perfectly still facing each other across the table in total silence, staring without blinking; between them the ice in the glasses glints; behind them a café server carrying a tray has stopped mid-step, sensing the tension; warm sunlight slanting in.
harin shoots up from her chair and slams her palm on the oak table, both iced coffees jumping and ice cubes flying, her bob whipping, eyes blazing and pointing at the viewer side of the table; keep a simple background of the rattan pendant lamps and ceiling at the top.
역시 기억하는구나, 백랑!
쾅!
Every customer in the café has turned to stare at the window table; doyun has both palms raised in a frantic placating gesture with sweat flying, while harin stands rigid mid-glare; keep a simple background of the white brick wall above them.
앉아요, 앉아. 다들 쳐다보잖아요.
harin, seated again with arms crossed, leans forward whispering furiously; doyun leans in from the other side with a stiff smile and a vein twitching at his temple, their foreheads nearly touching over the table; keep a simple background of the sunny window across the top.
그날 내가 먼저 찔렀거든요?
무슨. 내 검이 반 박자 빨랐소.
harin's face with eyes blown wide open and mouth slightly agape in delighted disbelief, a tiny glint in her pupils; keep a simple background of the white brick wall at the right.
...방금 '소'라고 했어요?
doyun covers his mouth with one hand, eyes darting sideways behind his glasses, his ears and cheeks flushing bright red, a single sweat drop sliding down his temple.
harin points at doyun with a huge smug grin, one fist pumped in victory; doyun in the background right slumps with his hand still half over his mouth, exasperated; keep a simple background of the monstera and brick wall at the top.
푸핫, 전생 말투 나왔다! 내가 이겼네요.
그게 왜 승패예요?
doyun regains composure, pushing his gold-rimmed glasses up the bridge of his nose with one finger, a cool confident smile returning, sunlight catching the lenses; keep a simple background of the white brick wall at the upper left.
좋습니다. 그럼 이번 생에 결판내죠.
harin in the foreground left squints suspiciously with arms still crossed; doyun leans across the table toward her with a soft, dangerous smile and his chin resting on his laced fingers; keep a simple background of the sunny window at the top.
칼은 불법인데요.
칼 말고요. 먼저 반하는 쪽이 지는 걸로.
harin silently bites down hard on her coffee straw, one eye twitching, a faint pink blush creeping across her cheeks against her will, eyes fixed forward in stubborn defiance.
harin thrusts her hand across the table in a fierce challenge handshake, red string bracelet visible, wearing a battle grin; doyun grips it with a calm polite smile, their clasped hands tense like arm wrestlers; keep a simple background of the white brick wall across the top.
콜. 이번에도 내가 먼저 찔러요.
기대하겠습니다.
In front of the café at dusk, harin strides away to the left with arms swinging triumphantly, her mustard cardigan bright under the streetlamps, while doyun walks away to the right with his hands in his pockets, both deliberately not looking back; yellow ginkgo leaves drifting under a purple-orange sky.
harin walks along the sidewalk pumping both fists with a gleeful victorious grin, ginkgo leaves swirling around her, warm shop windows glowing behind; keep a simple background of the dusky sky at the upper right.
애프터 확정. 서른일곱 번 만에 처음이다.
doyun stands alone under a streetlamp, his polite smile completely gone, face serious and tired, turning the antique silver spoon slowly in his fingers, the lamp reflecting in his glasses; keep a simple background of the dark purple sky at the top.
역시 아직 다 기억해내진 못했군.
doyun stands in his dim studio apartment looking up at the wall above his desk, which is covered edge to edge with pinned drawings of the same woman in black armor with a high ponytail and a red-tasseled sword, ranging from clumsy childish crayon sketches at the bottom to refined ink portraits at the top, a single desk lamp glowing over stacks of worn sketchbooks.
On the snowy red bridge at night seen from behind harin_past, her red-tasseled sword is buried in doyun_past's chest, but doyun_past's own blade, reaching past her shoulder, has sliced a black-fletched arrow in half just behind her back, while a second black-fletched arrow is lodged in her shoulder blade; far away on a fortress rooftop a hooded archer silhouette lowers a bow; doyun_past's eyes are filled with grief, snow and red lanterns, ink-wash blues with crimson accents; keep a simple background of the snowy night sky at the top.
그날 당신을 찌른 건, 내가 아니었어.

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