“If everything seems under control, you're not going fast enough.”
❝Krystal! ❞
Paint splattered hands ran across the blank canvas, diligently filling in the white space with an array of colors and brush strokes. A messy studio cluttered with books, paintings, sculptures, and a few mannequins, soft music playing from the stereo in the corner, and a petite tall redhead sitting in the center, outlooking the seoul skyline as she painted her troubles away, the metallic TiMER hidden beneath an array of bracelets and wristbands. Krystal Jung, your average 20-year old seoul dweller with a hidden past and a dream too big to reach, will you be drawn into her life as well?
❝Emily! ❞
The motorbike zooms to a stop, keys twirling on her hand as she rides the elevators up towards her lofty apartment. A small smile lurks on her lips as she remembers the rush of adrenaline that had ran through her veins only moments ago - the rush of winning, the rush of racing. Life had taken a turn for Emily ever since the split of her faction, Arcanum, and thus, she’d been roaming about since. Taking on jobs here and there, manning her desk at the police station to keep up her cover, watching over her tattoo parlors, and racing. There was a sense of emptiness now and then, but Emily would never show it, much less admit it.
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