[Frieda's words pierced right through him to the heart of his loneliness, and his expression subtly shifted with a tortured expression. Soo Won didn't want Frieda to see herself in him. She saw through his walls too easily, making him feel things he couldn't afford to feel. Yet, a part of him longed for a connection like he once had with Hak and Yona.
His shoulders drooped as his resistance faded. His chest ached as he turned away from Hak and Yona's voices.]
No, they wouldn't.
[He couldn't bring himself to fight against that. Well played. He felt a bit of bitterness at Frieda exploiting his weakness, even if she was right. He buried his frustration and pain behind his iron will as he started to walk toward the receding light, although there was a sharp hint in his voice.]
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His shoulders drooped as his resistance faded. His chest ached as he turned away from Hak and Yona's voices.]
No, they wouldn't.
[He couldn't bring himself to fight against that. Well played. He felt a bit of bitterness at Frieda exploiting his weakness, even if she was right. He buried his frustration and pain behind his iron will as he started to walk toward the receding light, although there was a sharp hint in his voice.]
Lets go.