Yuki's POV
I follow the woman in black into the house with my head down.
Apart from Seoha and the hidden guards, I'm sure Kang Taesan is the only adult in this place who doesn't hate my guts or wants to murder me.
Her straight hair sways with her movement.
She's wearing her long hair in a low ponytail. Her hair is dark like her younger brother's own, and they honestly have good hair.
She opens the door of her office and steps in first.
She puts on the lights in the room, opens the door wider, and beckons for me to come in too.
"Go sit on that table" she directs me, pointing to her long brown table.
"Yes" I say quietly. My voice is still hoarse from having my windpipe half crushed, so I chose to talk in a small voice.
"I can't believe he attacks women comfortably now. I'll have to deal with that boy" she complains as she walks to the other side of the room.
She pulls out her medium sized first aid box, I'm not hurt, but I dare not say a word of disagreement.
