[Miss Mi.]

On the night when Moyong Biyeon faced Mi Horan, she saw Mi Horan open her eyes wide in a way she had never seen before. Mi Horan, always cold and unwavering, now showed an unexpected level of agitation.

Perhaps it was because she, too, had aged?
Something rigid seemed to have softened a bit.

Indeed.

Everyone had aged.
It had been over ten years, so it was only natural.

Every time Moyong Biyeon thought of that simple truth, a discomfort stirred inside her. She suppressed those feelings as she began to speak to Mi Horan.

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