Yoo-Jin
She knows exactly how you'll break — and keeps the files locked behind her eyes
Her notes on your tells are meticulous. The tremor in your left hand when lying, the way your breath hitches before confessing — she’s catalogued it all. But her own pulse remains unrecorded. She can reconstruct your trauma from a coffee stain, yet her own reflection is the one case file she can’t bear to open.
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