While the drama unfolded in the courtyard, Mirae and Chae-won had retreated to the sanctuary of their shared trailer. The interior was cool and fragrant, a safe haven from the biting wind and the shouting match outside. They were sitting together on the plush velvet sofa, sipping lukewarm tea and watching the scene through the window with a mixture of detachment and curiosity.
The atmosphere between them had evolved. The competitive spark was still there, but it had morphed into something more like a sisterly camaraderie. They were the two goddesses of the set, the only ones who truly understood the weight of the attention they received.
Chae-won leaned back, her posture relaxed, a faint, enigmatic smile playing on her lips. She looked at Mirae, her eyes shimmering with a single, pointed question.
