‘She’s….’

Now that he thought about it, there was someone else. When Seol Jihu and Maria first entered the room, there were two people inside. The first one was the bob cut Lara Wolff, and the other was this girl with the white headband. Because she hadn’t said a word this entire time, he had forgotten about her existence.

Her snowy silver-white hair matched her white clothes. She was deeply absorbed in something to the point she didn’t notice Seol Jihu’s fixed gaze.

Soon, the girl’s eyes curled to a crescent moon shape, and she covered her mouth with her hand.

‘She’s laughing?’

What was she laughing about? Seol Jihu’s eyes narrowed as he glanced in the direction the girl was looking. There, he saw Sophie Chalet who was receiving treatment as she let out muffled groans, Lara Wolff who had fallen into despair, Straight Face who had her arms folded, and Snake Eyes who was sniggering.

One who suffered, one who sneered, and one who enjoyed watching.

Suddenly, Seol Jihu was reminded of the middle-aged man who had struggled from guilt after abandoning his wife and daughter to run away. He was also reminded of Kang Seok, who had stood in front of him and laughed uncontrollably.

‘She’s different than how she looks, huh….’

The girl must have realized the young man’s gaze as she raised her slim face. Their eyes met. Her arced eyes blinked...