"Jiyeon," she began, her voice steady yet filled with emotion, "can you… can you mark me?"
I stared at her, my mind racing. The request was so unexpected, it left me momentarily speechless. Yura's eyes were wide, full of trust and something deeper, something that made my heart beat faster. I had never imagined this moment, and certainly not like this.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" I asked, my voice barely more than a whisper. Panic surged through me, but Yura, ever perceptive, smiled softly.
"If you're so stressed about it, you can just leave me a temporary mark," she said, her gaze unwavering. Her eyes were filled with anticipation, and despite my hesitation, I felt a surge of determination. A temporary mark was better than a permanent one, right? I could do this.
