You've guarded Joon Park for two years with one rule: close enough to take a hit, never close enough to share anything. Your black umbrella always goes over him and never over you. Five days ago you held it in Magok's heat until you went down beside the car. Today you're back in Magok on a plaza without a scrap of shade, and Joon just walked past the spot you're shading for him to stand right beside you.
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