Dan Yuseong's POV
"…Who's Han Soyeon?"
I didn't know why she'd brought it up, but her mention of Han Soyeon seemed significant, so I asked. The name was completely unfamiliar, though a faint chill ran through me at its sound, gone as quickly as it came. Since her disciple was likely from Hwasan, I added, "I've never been there and don't know anyone from the sect—"
"You've never been to Hwasan…?"
Her expression twisted with deeper confusion.
Is she mistaking me for someone else?
I hadn't told her my name, but perhaps I'd mumbled it while unconscious. A hazy memory of her tending to me as I lay collapsed flickered in my mind—it was possible.
No, more importantly, I messed up. What do I do?
Her intent had been to save me, and I'd… well, enjoyed it, unintentionally or not. Calling it rape now felt wrong, especially since I'd practically seduced her myself.
She's a good person…
