The drive back home was fraught with tension, the silence between Haneul and Minjun thick with unspoken words. Haneul's grip on the steering wheel was tight, her knuckles turning white as she navigated the familiar streets.
As they reached home, Haneul didn't even spare a glance at Y/n. She marched straight to the door, her footsteps heavy with anger. With a resounding slam, she shut the door behind her, the sound echoing through the house like a thunderclap.
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