As we lay there in the darkness, the events of the day replayed in my mind. Hyun-Jin's threats, the fear, the uncertainty. My thoughts whirled like a tornado, refusing to settle. I felt Yura's steady breathing beside me, a small comfort in the storm of my emotions.
"Jiyeon," Yura's voice broke through the silence, soft and tentative. "Are you awake?"
"Yeah," I replied, turning to face her. Her eyes were luminous in the dim light, filled with concern. "I can't stop thinking about everything that happened."
Yura sighed, her expression pained. "I'm so sorry you have to go through this. It's my fault... if only I had told you about Hyun-Jin earlier..."
"Hey," I interrupted, placing a hand on her cheek. "This isn't your fault. None of us could have predicted she would react this way. We just need to stick together and figure this out."
