He was so anxious it felt like he was on fire, darting toward the nearby elevator, desperate to catch up. The thought of Dn hurting ra sent shivers down his spine.


    Meanwhile, inside the distant elevator, ra could sense something was off with Dn. Just as she was about to speak, the elevator gave a violent jolt. Her thoughts immediately jumped to Dn''s leg, and she instinctively reached out for his wheelchair.


    "Mr. Dn!" she called out, her voice tinged with concern as the elevator lights flickered before plunging them into darkness. Quickly, she fumbled for her phone, using its light to check on him. Dn sat there with his head bowed, his emotions hidden behind a stoic facade.


    "Mr. Dn, are you alright?" she asked, her hand resting gently on his knee as she peered up at him with worry etched on her face. In the dim light, Dn''s eyes were unreadable.


    Suddenly, he reached out and gripped her chin. ra was startled, frozen by the intensity of his presence, and momentarily forgetting to react. For a fleeting moment, she envisioned a deep abyss behind Dn. She felt like she were being drawn into it alongside him.


    Her mouth opened to speak, but the pressure on her jaw tightened abruptly, causing her to wince. Then, just as quickly, the grip was gone. If it weren''t for the lingering pain, she might have thought she''d imagined the whole thing.


    When she nced back at Dn, the sharpness in his demeanor had softened into a calm gentleness. ra rubbed her jaw, still a bit shaken.


    "Mr. Dn?" she ventured again.


    "I''m fine," he replied, his voice hoarse, like he was holding something back. She let out a sigh of relief, steadying his wheelchair with one hand.


    “That''s good. The elevator seems stable now,” she said, trying to ease the tension.


    "Yeah." His tone was so detached that she struggled to find a way to continue the conversation.


    After a moment, she noticed him trying to stand and quickly moved to support his arm. But the elevator jolted once more, causing her to lose bnce and fall backward. Dn''s hand shot out to grab her, but he too fell back into his wheelchair.


    ra ended upnding in hisp, and their lips identally brushed against each other. The unexpected warmth made her eyes widen in surprise. Before she could fully process what had happened, Dn pushed her away. She hit the floor with a thud, touching her lips in disbelief. Her phone had skittered to a corner, and an awkward tension filled the air.


    ra wished she could vanish into a crack in the wall. She had barely made contact with Dn before being pushed away, which confirmed the rumors that he wasn''t fond of girls. Word had it that Dn never had girls around him and hadn''t been in a rtionship for years. Given her own infamous reputation, it was clear he wanted no connection with her.


    Snapping back to reality, ra quickly got up and retrieved her phone from the floor. "I''m sorry, Mr. Dn, it was an ident," she said, her voice apologetic.


    Dn remained silent, but the heavy, dark aura around him was almost suffocating, pressing down on ra like a weight.