Yujin found himself in the middle of his spacious room, which was adorned with rich tapestries and dimly lit by ambient lamps. The atmosphere seemed charged, full of unspoken words and lingering emotions. Moving slowly, he approached an ornate mirror framed with intricate designs. He stood there for what felt like hours, allowing himself to be consumed by the depth of his own reflection. His expression was initially one of introspection, but eventually, a slow and self-assured smile took form on his face.
Breaking the silence, he turned slightly, addressing Wanda, who had been quietly observing from a corner. "Wanda," he began with a touch of dramatic flair, "be honest now. Rate my acting. I was quite the convincing act, wasn't I?"
