Trap
He took three steps at once, reaching her in a flash, and making Ye Rim's heart ache painfully.
"We can name it depending on the case. It can be a flashback... Or a narrative climax! You should be getting more out of your acting classes, Ye Rim!" Dae Won gripped her left wrist tightly and pulled up another flight of stairs. Alarmed and wide-eyed, she could do nothing but follow him up to the top floor.
He was actually taking her out onto the rooftop. But for what?
Without elaborating further, she decided to act and raised the iron rod behind his back.
Dae Won turned around suddenly, still holding Ye Rim's wrist. The sudden movement twisted her body, but Ye Rim saw no other way out.
THUD!
The unpleasant sound of metal hitting flesh and bone made the singer cringe as if she had been hit herself.
The first blow did not land on the head as planned, but on Dae Won's shoulder.