Chapter 3: Shadow in the Rain
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The decoy plan was in motion.
Four teams scattered through Seoul, each stationed near potential strike zones. High-tech trackers were embedded in jackets, and drones hovered in the cloudy skies.
Ruòxī and Hyunwoo shared a car, parked along a quiet street near Hongdae. He adjusted the small comms device in his ear.
"How’s your pulse?" she asked, checking her wrist monitor.
"Steady. Yours?"
"Always."
They waited in silence, eyes scanning the streets. Then, static buzzed in the comms.
"Movement in Zone 3!" Zhang Lěi’s voice crackled. "Possible target heading east."
Without a word, Ruòxī started the engine. The car sped off.
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In a narrow alley lit only by flickering streetlamps, Yǔtóng engaged the figure.
The Crimson Killer.
He moved like a shadow, silent and vicious. Yǔtóng blocked a knife strike, retaliated with a spinning kick, but he ducked away and vanished into the maze of alleys.
Ruòxī and Hyunwoo arrived just as Yǔtóng stumbled out, bleeding.
"Go," she said. "I’m fine. Get him."
They sprinted through the backstreets, turning corners, climbing fences. Hyunwoo pulled Ruòxī up onto a rooftop — and there he was. The killer.
A flash of movement — a blade glinting.
Ruòxī lunged, engaging in a brutal hand-to-hand battle. She blocked, kicked, ducked, but he fought with wild, calculated speed. Hyunwoo joined in, catching the killer off guard.
Then, a siren — and the killer leapt from the rooftop.
Gone.
They stood there, panting, barely believing the intensity.
"You okay?" Hyunwoo asked.
Ruòxī nodded. But her hands trembled.
He stepped closer, touching her shoulder. "He won’t get away next time."
She met his eyes, her voice soft. "I should’ve stopped him."
"No. You saved me."
It was quiet. Rain began to fall again.
And in that moment — bruised, breathless, and shaken — Ruòxī leaned in.
Not a kiss. Just closeness. Just warmth in a cold, dangerous night.
It was enough — for now.
The storm had truly begun.
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