Yujun's POV
Holding Gawon close to me, we both walk out of the room.
Chan doesn't come after us, I keep looking back to see what he would do, he is still standing by the door with his arms folded.
The level of calm he possesses scares me.
It makes me worried how easily he is watching us leave: make sure you never hear my voice.
"Yujun-ssi" Gawon whispers as we approach the gate.
"Hmm?" I ask her.
"Don't you have anything you would want to take?" she asks and I look back at the looming building.
It's big, beautiful, well built but a waste to me. It's full of expensive things and people who have been brainwashed, but it's empty to me.
"I have none" I say and she nods her head.
"What about you? Do you have anything you want to take?" I asks her.
"No, I have nothing here, I don't want anything to do with this place ever again" she says and I loop our arms.
