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Chapter 242: The Shadow of the Contract
Min-jun’s heart pounded against his chest like a intense drumbeat, the sound echoing in his ears as he faced the harsh lighting. The set lights illuminated his face, but his eyes remained shrouded in darkness, his eyelids fluttering with a hint of turmoil. He felt his heart racing, like a wave crashing against the shore, and his chest heaved rapidly, like the bow of a massive ship.
As Min-jun blinked, he took in his surroundings. The sunlight streaming through the tinted windows cast an ethereal glow, like the soft light of the moon. His eyes, however, were blurry, as if he had been submerged in water. The air in the dressing room was thick with the musty scent of old books, which wafted up to tease his nostrils. His feet felt heavy, as if rooted to the spot.
In the dressing room, Min-jun met eyes with Joon-ho. Joon-ho’s gaze was unsteady, his eyes like a windowpane smeared with rain, and his eyelids twitched with a hint of anxiety. “Min-jun, let’s talk,” he said, his voice low and husky, like the gentle rustle of leaves. Min-jun’s heart skipped a beat, racing like a speeding car engine, and his chest heaved rapidly, like the bow of a massive ship.
“What’s up?” Min-jun asked, his voice trembling like the surface of a turbulent sea. His hands felt damp, like paper soaked in water. Joon-ho locked eyes with him, his gaze unsteady, his eyes dark and foreboding. “Did you get the contract?” he asked, his voice low and ominous, like the rumble of thunder. Min-jun’s heart pounded in his chest, racing like a speeding car engine, and his chest heaved rapidly, like the bow of a massive ship.
“Yeah, I got it,” Min-jun replied, his voice still shaking. Joon-ho stepped closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. “It’s a big problem for us,” he said, his tone hushed, like the soft glow of moonlight. Min-jun felt his heart racing, like a wave crashing against the shore, and his chest heaved rapidly, like the bow of a massive ship.
Joon-ho’s eyes locked onto Min-jun’s, his gaze unsteady, his eyes dark and foreboding. “It threatens everything we have,” he said, his voice low and ominous, like the rumble of thunder. Min-jun felt his heart pounding in his chest, racing like a speeding car engine, and his chest heaved rapidly, like the bow of a massive ship. He felt his heart, steady and strong, like a pillar holding up the sky. But his heart was still racing wildly, like a wave crashing against the shore.
Min-jun was torn, his heart pounding in his chest, like a drumbeat in his ears. He felt his heart, steady and strong, like a pillar holding up the sky. But his heart was still racing wildly, like a wave crashing against the shore. He had to make a choice, and his heart felt like it was being torn apart.
As Min-jun stood there, he felt his heart pounding in his chest, like a wave crashing against the shore. He felt his heart, steady and strong, like a pillar holding up the sky. But his heart was still racing wildly, like a wave crashing against the shore. He was trapped in a cycle of fear and anxiety, his heart pounding in his chest like a drumbeat.
“Why is my heart racing like this?” Min-jun asked himself, feeling his heart pounding in his chest, like a wave crashing against the shore. He felt his heart, steady and strong, like a pillar holding up the sky. But his heart was still racing wildly, like a wave crashing against the shore.
Min-jun felt his heart pounding in his chest, like a drumbeat in his ears. He felt his heart, steady and strong, like a pillar holding up the sky. But his heart was still racing wildly, like a wave crashing against the shore. “How long will this continue?” he wondered, feeling his heart pounding in his chest, like a wave crashing against the shore.
As Min-jun stood there, he felt his heart pounding in his chest, like a wave crashing against the shore. He felt his heart, steady and strong, like a pillar holding up the sky. But his heart was still racing wildly, like a wave crashing against the shore. He was lost in a sea of uncertainty, his heart pounding in his chest like a drumbeat.
Min-jun’s thoughts were a jumble of emotions, his heart pounding in his chest, like a wave crashing against the shore. He felt his heart, steady and strong, like a pillar holding up the sky. But his heart was still racing wildly, like a wave crashing against the shore. He was torn between fear and determination, his heart pounding in his chest like a drumbeat.
As the moments ticked by, Min-jun felt his heart slowly calming down. His pulse was still rapid, but it was no longer racing like a speeding car engine. He felt his heart, steady and strong, like a pillar holding up the sky. But his heart was still pounding in his chest, like a wave crashing against the shore.
Min-jun’s anxiety began to recede, replaced by a sense of determination. He knew he had to make a choice, and his heart felt like it was being pulled in two different directions. But as he stood there, he felt his heart slowly finding its rhythm, like a wave gently lapping against the shore.