Jaemin and the little hero

Seung mumbled to himself, "Mon-golia?" The word tasted foreign on his tongue.

Kim Eunji, seated beside him, gave a curt nod. "Yes, it's safe. You can lay low there."

The car started its journey, the engine's hum the only sound breaking the silence. The landscape outside shifted from the urban sprawl to barren, rolling hills as they drove further into the unknown. The sun dipped below the horizon, leaving the sky inky black by the time they finally arrived.

The road stretched endlessly, the car moving like a lone traveler across the dark, empty expanse. Seung stared out the window, his thoughts as heavy as the night that enveloped them. The unfamiliarity of the situation clawed at him, yet there was a strange comfort in the silence. The hum of the engine, the steady rhythm of the road—both allowed his mind to wander.